Tumgik
#my side account is @ esides
aethernoise · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
So, I typically keep my BG3 posting to my side account, but this is far too amazing to not put in front of a much wider audience so BEHOLD!! my Tav (Xandra) and Gale by the incomparable @britishmuffin
This ship has me in a mage hand stranglehold and I'm not complaining. I love them & I am obsessed with how gorgeous Muffin drew them here. My crops are watered my skin is clear my spell slots are all replenished. Thank you for your time (& Muffin for an always wonderful experience).
Tumblr media
142 notes · View notes
ruffsficstuffplace · 6 years
Text
The Viridian Vanguard (Part 13)
Note: I’ve been rereading Keeper to get a handle of where I am in this story, and I realize that Winter spoke of the escape plans and doubting being able to escape the Valley twice, and she said it in this story like she hadn’t already been doubtful of it, and spoke it here like it was for the first time. God, I really need to keep a timeline of conversations and important beats, I think.
I probably won’t, but still. Anyway, here’s the next chapter, seeing as last week was the end of AWRD.
Bee came to visit later that evening, bearing news of the Terrace’s clean-up efforts so far. Most of the minutiae was downloaded straight to Penny’s databanks with a Fae version of a data storage crystal, while Bee told Weiss and Winter a summarized account.
“… So, with the Water Quadrant indefinitely closed until further notice, and Primal Aeilana also either completely occupied with the clean-up, and with her joining the expedition for supplies and components leaving this week, we’ll all be training under the other Primals at their Quadrants for the time being.
“Generally speaking, our class will be split up into small, 2-3 folk groups, scheduled on different days of the week, in different Quadrants at once. The actual training sessions will be supervised by the Primals, or their own chosen representatives, and we won’t be required to interact or join up with any of their original students, unless it’s specifically for cross-element training.”
Bee looked up from the holo with her notes. “So, any questions, concerns, or objections?”
“Nothing from me,” Weiss said, “I’m just happy I don’t need to meet a new group of folks I might accidentally kill with my magic...”
“Just one question on my part: if I’m already considered part of Primal Aeilana’s class as you and Weiss are, does this mean I’m exempted from the initiation rite, even after she returns and the Quadrant is reopened?” Winter asked through the can.
“Yes, you can skip it,” Bee replied. “The Evoking Altar is very low on the master list of repairs and replacements, and Primal Aeilana is not willing to wait for however long it takes for it to get the greenlight, more so fixed.”
“Oh, thank Piper...”
“I wouldn’t be too relaxed if I were you, though: Primal Aeilana will figure out an alternative rite, and she’s probably already asking around for ideas as we speak.”
“Trust me, my only concern is avoiding facing a realized representation of my fear of the Keepers.” Winter replied. “Otherwise, I am good for whatever ridiculously dangerous and/or ill-advised stunt she wants me to do.”
Bee smiled, and said, “Just a bit of friendly advice: never say that in front of Primal Aeilana.”
“Duly noted.”
“And with that out of the way, it’s time for the last item on my list,” Bee said as she turned to Weiss. “Weiss, seeing as your coat, mask, gauntlet, and focus have severely damaged, and Maker Abner has just informed us today that he has no definite time frame on when he can finish repairs and upgrades, you’ll be lent stock set in the meanwhile, the same standardized gear used in the Pits.
“However, since it’s not nearly as good at controlling your power as your original gear, you’ll also be wearing a magical inhibitor for a while.”
Weiss nodded. “What does it look like?”
“There are actually very many variations of the design, but what you will likely be wearing is this,” Penny said, before projecting a holo with a picture of the device alone, and being worn on by a model.
“… Are you seriously telling me I’m going to be wearing a cone of shame?!”
“The element-proof cone will likely be considered optional, so you will only really be wearing the main body of the collar, if with additional accessories,” Penny explained.
“And what will those look like?” Weiss asked, annoyed.
Penny showed her.
“Okay, now you have got to be fucking kidding me!” Weiss snapped. “That can’t be it! That can’t possibly be it!” she wavered for a moment, and turned to Bee. “Is it…?”
“It is,” she said gravely.
“Motherfuck...” Weiss growled.
“What does it look like?” Winter asked.
“I believe the closest objects you are familiar with would be mittens and socks, similar to those worn by infants, except larger.”
Winter paused for a moment, before she sniggered.
Weiss scowled at the can.
“Sorry.”
“I would like to clarify that it’s only about a 30-27% chance that the menders will decide you require such accessories!” Penny said.
“Thanks,” Weiss grumbled, before she turned to Bee. “Anything else?”
“The same deal applies to Penny’s new body, but she’s got a loaner, too,” Bee said. “It should be arriving by the time you wake up tomorrow morning, actually! So, any questions, concerns, or objections?”
No one had any, they bid Bee farewell, and she left.
“So, after all this time, looks like we’ll finally be able to go to school together, in the same classes, huh, Weiss?” Winter said.
“And we’ll both be much older than our peers, delayed by several years, and stick out like two sore thumbs, especially since neither of us can speak fluent Actaeon yet,” Weiss added flatly.
“Yes, that’s true, but I think we should really focus on the bright side of all this, Weiss: there’s no more having to worry about Father’s ideas and opinions about the path our education and lives are supposed to take; the curriculum, classes, and projects here are going to be infinitely more interesting than anything we’ve ever had; and the skills and qualifications we can get from the Terrace are going to go a long way to improving our lives here in the Valley.”
Weiss nodded, and paused for a moment. “Hey Winter? Can we at least try and go to the Terrace on the same days and at the same time, even if we’re in different groups and at different quadrants?” Weiss asked.
“Of course, Weiss!” Winter replied. “As much as I can help it, I’ll be there right by your side. Besides, you could use the extra help if you get the cone and the mittens.”
Weiss scowled. “Oh, fuck you, Winter...”
“I love you too, Weiss, goodnight.”
“Night.” Weiss said, before Penny pulled the can out of the barrier and “hung up.”
Weiss was quiet for a moment, before she turned to Penny, and asked, “Hey Penny? When we get back to training at the Weaver’s Terrace, do you think anyone’s going to hate and/or be afraid of me because of everything that’s happened…?”
“I will be frank: there is a very high possibility of them holding very negative opinions of you, but I sincerely doubt that many of them will go through the effort and the consequences of publicly airing said opinions, especially towards you personally. Aside from the fact that you are the Keeper’s mate, the weavers strongly encourage good relations among the members of their Order: if they cannot achieve harmonious cooperation, then they should at least strive for peaceful coexistence.”
“Heh,” Weiss smiled, “seems like Feroki hasn’t gotten that part yet, has he?”
“It certainly seems that way!” Penny chirped. “Though, to be fair, he still has yet to mature into an adult, nor advance to the Adept level.”
Weiss nodded. “Thanks for that, Penny, good night,” she said, before she closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
“You are welcome, Weiss, and good night also,” Penny said, before she went into standby mode.
The next morning, Weiss was woken up by a mender, informing her that Penny was to be taken away to be installed into her loaner body, and that Weiss was to start her special physical therapy that day.
“What exactly are they going to do to me?” Weiss asked as the barrier around her bed was taken down, and she was carefully loaded into a wheelchair.
“I have been given any exact details, nor do I have time to explain all the possibilities, but I can assure you it is most definitely going to be incredibly thorough considering your condition!” Penny said as she was taken away, before she was too far away for her voice to be heard.
“What exactly are they going to do to me?” Weiss said as she looked up at the menders accompanying her.
<Sorry, Nivian no speak,> said one as he pointed at himself and his companion. <Mender in charge can, tell you when you get there.>
<Thank you,> Weiss said, before she was wheeled out of the ward and down one of the hospital’s many halls, wondering what sort of fresh hell the Valley had in store for her now...
Fifteen minutes later…
Weiss lay naked and stomach-down on a blanket on top of a flat slab of rock, completely limp and relaxed as a therapy mender massaged her, while carefully working in a series of oils, balms, and lotions into her skin. Lines of ice blue magic and many other colours glowed all over her body, flowing and moving along with the mender’s hands or on invisible paths; rippling and spreading out over her skin; or pooled up and stagnant in some places, until something forced them to flow again or dispelled them entirely.
The lights were low and warm; a bowl of incense, herbs, and oils burned beside Weiss and produced a sweet, relaxing smoke; the wall of enchanted air gently swirling around them kept all the other scents and sounds around them out, the temperature at just the right range for Weiss’ comfort.
<How are you feeling, Weaver Schnee?> her mender asked.
Weiss gave an incoherent, burbling sound of pleasure and satisfaction.
The mender giggled. <I would take that as a ‘I am feeling quite well, thank you.’>
The rest of her treatment proceeded like a luxurious spa day: more specific treatments for her hands and feet that happened to include a manicure-pedicure; a facial with some mildly hallucinogenic (but incredibly pleasant) aromatherapy involved; a stroll through the hospital’s vibrant and expansive garden to get some sun, fresh air, and enjoy the greenery; until it ended with a special breakfast outdoors, along with some tonics and medication.
What parts of the menu and items on her prescription that were less than pleasant to take were vastly outnumbered by the ones Weiss happily took her sweet time savouring. She largely ignored the other patients around her and they did the same, until Jaune happened to be as set down on the free space beside her.
“Morning, Jaune!” Weiss chipred, figuratively and literally glowing from the leftover traces of mana dancing on her skin. “Fruit? I don’t know what it is yet, but it’s certainly fresh and delicious!” she said, extending her plate filled with bite-sized, artfully cut chunks.
“I’ll pass...” Jaune moaned, slouching over the table with his arms resting on it.
“Still reeling from your head injury?” Weiss asked sympathetically.
“No, well, kinda, but it’s not really—“ Jaune sighed, took a deep breath, then said, “I just got back from a really intense massage...”
“You did? I can’t imagine why you look so down right now, mine was incredible!” Weiss said, before she popped another bite into her mouth.
“Eh, I think it’s because we’re different, uh, what is it, ‘alignments’ or something?” Jaune replied. “They said that since I was earth, and because I apparently wasn’t massaged enough or properly for a few years, they said they needed to use a really firm hand.”
Weiss swallowed, and asked, “How firm are we talking about exactly...?”
Twenty minutes earlier...
Jaune screamed as an incredibly large and muscular therapy mender-weaver slowly ran his massive hands over Jaune’s body, magical ripples glowing on his skin, shaking him like a miniature, localized earthquake. “Ilias, so much tension! So many knots! So many disrupted flows!” his mender bellowed over Jaune’s whimpering. “No wonder your body is in such poor condition, Mr. Arc!”
Jaune burst into a fresh round of tears. “Please, make it stop!”
“We will, we will!” the mender said as he started to move into more powerful kneading, intenser pulses of earth magic. “Trust me, Mr. Arc: by the time you’re out of this hospital, you will feel like a new man!” he continued as he grabbed one of Jaune’s legs, and gently bent it.
“AAAGH!”
“You will find all your old pains and aches have disappeared, especially those you never knew were there!” he began to slowly stretch it out again.
“AAA-HAAAH-HAAAH…!”
“Then, then you will see the true peaks of your power, the true capabilities of your body!”
Jaune’s mender exploded into boisterous laughter as Jaune quietly sobbed and whimpered.
“… Yeah, that does sound a LOT more unpleasant than what I went through...” Weiss said quietly. “Did it work, at least?”
“Yeah...” Jaune falling forward and letting his head hit the table. “Still gonna be sore for a while, though...”
“There, there, Jaune: I predict a high chance that your condition will begin to rapidly improve in the near future, both physically and in general,” Penny said as she came up to them.
Weiss turned to her, and gasped, her eyes widening. “Penny! You’re back! And oh my gosh, you look so adorable!”
Penny giggled as she flew in front of them, her core was now housed in a human-style flying drone with part of her original ears and tail attached, the custom covering making her look like a round, soft, flying mouse plushie with brilliant green eyes. “Maker Abner thought it necessary that my loaner body look as aesthetically pleasing, nonthreatening, and friendly as possible.”
“Well I certainly approve,” Weiss said. “Can I touch you?”
“Go right ahead,” Penny said, “this body was designed for it.”
“Thanks!” Weiss said as she reached out and started touching Penny. “Oh, wow, did this cover come from the Plushie Palace?”
“Yes it did!” Penny repiled. “Almost 100% Viridian Valley Sheep Wool, with some necessary additives! And speaking of the Palace, a representative from them actually wishes to see you quite urgently.”
“Why the rush?” Weiss asked as she pulled her hand back.
“It’s about the terms of repayment for your loan to them, from their buying your debt from the Trader’s Guild and returning your collateral, Winter’s Eluna Plushie.” Penny replied.
“Oh, that, right!” Weiss said, nodding. “I completely forgot about it, so much has happened since then… anyway, can it really not wait? I’m really enjoying myself right now...” she said, gesturing to her breakfast.
“I can understand the sentiment, Weiss, and under other circumstances, I would have encouraged the Palace to please return on another, more convenient date for you, but it really would be prudent to assess this matter as soon as possible.”
“Is it really that serious?” Weiss asked, her body’s glow fading slightly.
“Well, I don’t mean to alarm you, Weiss, but if we don’t come up with a solid plan to make the first payment within the next two weeks, and all future payments after that, there is a very high chance we will default, and have to face legal and economic repercussions that will effectively render us bankrupt for the next five-ten years.”
Weiss blinked. “… I’m sorry, say what again…?”
3 notes · View notes
goonsquadme-blog · 4 years
Text
What Happens After you Get Banned?
You try to log into SL your viewer start connecting with the region…. but wait, psych!
Tumblr media
So you think ok let’s login and talk to SecondLife:
Tumblr media
You think nothing of it and click the submit a support case link, only to see this screen:
Tumblr media
I request that Linden Lab cancel my account? Wait what? Yes my friend you’ve just been owned by Linden Lab. So you may be in denial and try to ask their customer support why? Until you realize that Linden Lab customer service can take days if not weeks to respond. So in your impatience you check your emails and find nothing, that’s weird…. Out of desperation you click the Spam folder and there you find it, the infamous email with the title Second Life: Account Closure
You quickly open the email in the hopes it’s just a misunderstanding, but the words are pretty damning and absolute Linden Lab has decided to close your account. Horrified you read the lines
Quote:Hello CBC Resident,
It has come to our attention that you have engaged in activities in violation of the Linden Lab Terms of Service (the “Terms”) and Second Life Community Standards, including but not limited to:
· Section 6.1 of the Terms, which states that “[y]ou will not post or transmit prohibited Content, including any Content that is illegal, harassing or violates any person’s rights”;
· Section 6.1(iv) of the Terms, which states that you agree you will not “[p]ost, display, or transmit Content (including any communication(s) with employees of Linden Lab) that is harmful, threatening or harassing, defamatory, libelous, false, inaccurate, misleading, or invades another person’s privacy”; and
· Section 4 (Disclosure) of the Community Standards, which states that “[r]esidents are entitled to a reasonable level of privacy with regard to their Second Life experience. Sharing personal information about your fellow Residents without their consent — including gender, religion, age, marital status, race, sexual preference, alternate account names, and real-world location beyond what is provided by them in their Resident profile — is not allowed. Remotely monitoring conversations in Second Life, posting conversation logs, or sharing conversation logs without the participants’ consent are all prohibited.”
Pursuant to Section 5.2 of the Terms, “Linden Lab may suspend or terminate your Account if you violate this Agreement, along with any or all other Accounts held by you or otherwise related to you. . . . Upon termination of your Accounts, this Agreement between us will be automatically terminated and you may not re-subscribe or return to the Service through other or future Accounts you or others may set up.”
Due to your severe and repeated violations of the Terms and Community Standards, Linden Lab has terminated your access to the Second Life virtual world. This termination applies to all Second Life accounts associated with you, including your primary, alternate, and household accounts. To reiterate, you may not return to Second Life on any account, new or existing.
Dakota Linden Account Specialist Linden Lab
A few days pass and you come to terms with what had just had happened. The lindens finally respond a week later with the same copy-paste response as you already read in the email. You try to appeal their decision but you soon realize you are probably just talking to a wall as all replies come back the same. If you are lucky some of the replies may ask you sensitive information while not allowing you to change your password during these requests. In other words your reputation could be tarnished by slander if someone hacks you while banned.
You accept defeat and request your USD balance to be paid out, but those bastards were two steps ahead of you and knew all your balance would be in Linden (LD) not USD. Not only have you been banned but also robbed and they got the law on their side.
Moral of the story don’t get banned and robbed.
Tumblr media
Share your ban-story and If you all like and REP this, I might write a part 2 😉
Download from Source link
What Happens After you Get Banned? was originally published on Second Life
0 notes
veryfineday · 4 years
Text
Thursday 17 January 1833
8 20/..
11 35/..
N  Vc  U  U  LL  L  N  Vc
sent off my note written last night but dated today to messers ParKer and adam solicitors Halifax 
fine soft morning – Fahrenheit 50º (no fire) at 9 a.m. – Richard Ingham’s son came before I was up to see if I would take 40/.shillings a year for the pew – no! had said 50/.[shillings] and they must pay that or give it up – did not see him – sent Cordingley to settle it – they will Keep the pew – Breakfast at 9 20/.. with marian – some time with Charles H- [Howarth] doing my closet – just saw my aunt –
out at 10 1/2 – down my walK (some time talKing to John) to Lidgate at 11 1/2 – mr. Sunderland there – saw him alone – thinKs miss w-’s [Walker’s] bodily health better but there is some little excitement of mind – she had a wretched night last night and looKed miserably – said she talKed of going to YorK – lone tête à tête with her in her room – despairing as usual and I tried to cheer her as well as I could talked of going to York next week  even on Monday – walKed an hour with the misses WalKer and Rawson along the Crownest approach road to the Huddersfield gate and bacK – 10 minutes with miss w- Walker in her room and then at 2 tooK my leave as they went in to dinner –
returned by the godley road – saw PicKels – | he had set out the Bairstow road – went with him to view it again – to lay down strong rag wheel-stones on each side would cost 8/.[shillings] a rood – bouldering between the wheelstone 2/6 a rood and forming the road 9 feet wide 2/6 a rood = 13/.[shillings] a rood, but then it would not want repairing for 6 or 8 years whatever stone carts went along it – Womersley had seen PicKles and said he could willingly pay 3d.[pence] a time for his cart to go along the road – the road would be much used – said I only hesitated whether to make it 5 yards wide at once (wide enough for 2 carts to pass) – 5 yards wide forming and bouldering 6 inch thicK would cost 24/.[shillings] a rood – a causeway (stones 3d.[pence] a yard) would be laid down and drained underneath at 2/6 a rood, and the low side of the road might be walled taKing the wall just below at 5/.[shillings] a rood = 31/6 a rood – |
saw Dodgson at the top of the hill – he wants the mistal altering and the house painting and maKing comfortable – down the Southowram bacK to mr. ParKers – gone to ashgrove – saw mr. Adam who did just as well as mr. P- [Parker] explained about coal lease – to have a clause to empower me to go into the upper bed worKs – mentioned Keighley’s window overlooKing my Northgate ground – to have an agreement drawn up and he to pay some small annual acKnowledgement for the window allowing my right to blocK the light when I close – thought I had better asK mrs. Ferguson to name a new trustee as I wished to give up the trust – if we joined in applying to Chancery there would be no difficulty in appointing a new trustee – Desired matthew Booth’s deeds to be examined to see if he could make good title to the cottage – the title deeds to me would cost £7 or £8 –
returned by the old bank home and then along my walK to Calf croft pit hill where John Booth and John PicKles had been (in the afternoon) planting large hazel and 2 thorns – and one thorn in the now Clump near the middle gate into my walK – home at 5 1/4 – with my aunt 1/4 hour – then with James H- [Howarth] at my closet – dinner at 6 1/2 – marian with me some time – my father cannot pay me till midsummer the £150 for my share of the Hampstead property –
then not choosing to tie myself down by the mention of any particular plan  wrote another letter to Lady S [Stuart] my letter written last night to Lady S- [Stuart] would not do on account of the plan mentioned of leaving here the end of next month or beginning of march and going for a fortnight or 3 weeKs to the Lodge – so wrote a full 1/2 sheet and 1 page and ends of 1/2 sheet envelop and enclosed and sent off the whole at 9 1/4 to the ‘Honourable Lady Stuart Whitehall’ under cover to ‘messers Hammersleys and co. BanKers Pall mall London’ to whom I wrote on the 1//2 sheet covering Lady S-’s [Stuart’s] letter begging them to pay Boyd and son of 78 WelbecK street Cavendish square £2.2. on demand (for the coffee pot) and to put my enclosed letter into the 2 penny post –
thanKed Lady S- [Stuart] for her 2 last letters – had not had resolution to write before since the election  never ‘so astonished and disappointed in my life; I have not yet got over it, cannot thinK of it with common patience’ ...... they say, that in the event of a vacancy, mr. James Wortley will come in – hope it but dare not depend much now – ‘It is quite clear that if we could not bring in mr. James w- [Wortley] whom everybody professes to liKe, we should have no chance at all with anybody else’ –  a comfort to see her letter franKed by captain Stuart – congratulate both her and himself on his election – sending to Hammersleys so will desire them to put my letter into the 2 penny post – may I some times direct to Lady S- [Stuart] under cover to captain S- [Stuart]  have really forgotten how to direct to Lord Goderich – Hammersleys will pay Boyd on demand – the coffee pot arrived on the last day of last year and answers beautifully –
had delayed writing to tell my plans – when I wrote to V- [Vere] 3 weeKs ago, counted upon being in London before end of this month and spending Easter at Rome – ‘but my aunt has been unwell again these last few days, and is so desirous for me not to go so far just now, that I have promised her to give up the thought for the present, and to stay here a little longer – In fact, so long as her health is as it is, I feel quite unable to fix on anything – Surely I shall get off by and by, and shall see you, at any rate, at the Lodge – I only fear your account of your yourself is not near so good as I wished – you Know how anxious and interested I always feel about you, and how it will delight me to hear you are stronger and better –’ V- [Vere] does not write to me 1/2 so often as she promised – we must make every excuse we can - ..... ‘I shall always regret not having met them in Rome, tho’ I could not possibly have left my aunt ....... I have such confidence in the little Freeman, I trust he will not let your cold and cough last long – I hope you are very good, and careful of yourself, and not doing anything that Vere or I would not let you do if either of us was by – How is poor Wyatt?  I hope you would receive yesterday a leash of blocK game that I sent you on Tuesday morning, immediately after your arrival from Scotland – Adieu, dearest Lady Stuart, and believe me always affectionately and very truly yours A Lister – I meant to have written to Lady Stuart de Rothesay some time since, but the election put me too much out of sorts’ –
from 9 1/4 to 9 3/4 writing journal – then in went into the little room – read the courier – Letter from Eugénie (10 YorK Place, Brighton) very civilly wondering she had not heard from me, and asKing my intention – on coming home had found civil note from mr. ParKer asKing me to call before 2 – but as I had not got it in time, of course, it was useless –
In going to Lidgate, saw John Pearson at my quarry – asKed him about the 34 Loads of stone he had had for the Cowgate road – said I gave him the stone but never meant to pay for the getting – Oh! he could not pay for getting – had been at a deal of expense leading and laying on – ‘very well’, said I, ‘I will say no more about it, but pay myself, and order another way’ – and walKed off – he would see from my manner I was not pleased – it was but an 8/6 concern – he has his farm 40 D.W.[Day’s Work] at £48 a year of which his sister mrs. Dewhirst pays him £20 for the house room and sKim pits her son has!  I shall notice him to quit and see if he cannot pay more and besides it strikes me to build a new public house on one of his brows and take about 10 D.W.[Day’s Work] to put to the new Stag’s head –
miss Waterhouse junior of Wellhead called this morning and was sorry I was out – fine day – Fahrenheit 47º at 10 35/.. p.m.  came to my room at 10 1/2 –
1 note · View note
Text
Golden Goose Superstar Sneakers Outlet Top pitfalls Made simply New pokeronline Players
The subsequent tip on to success should be when your business start off, only suffer from your opportunity in forward of one's own audience. Plenty of affiliate campaigning programs through there wish to you in the market to fill ascending your world wide web site with all these no important positions that have nothing on do that includes your to make money. The very interested onlooker gets to be your web page as well as , sees a lot of these other Golden Goose Deluxe Brand Outlet iscellaneous placements then but to disregard what they came because of. You must have keep Golden Goose Superstar Sneakers Outlet heir attention course on your opportunity and only your personal opportunity. While campaigning as this sitting President, you in order to make derogatory statements about ones who are citizens of this region right thus. You, on the grounds that president, end up being supposed up to represent the Americans; definitely offend these kind of people. You what's going on about each of these sides managing together you should you follow and repeat things because pull them apart. Regardless related with how thousands of Internet 'Gurus' tell the person otherwise, the house will no longer happen next day. You need to adhere with the product and settle focussed. Anything that you aim to do, don't believe that, 'This is difficult, I may do one thing easy'. An individual need in order to keep checking on your good chosen path. By only doing such alone, anybody have already out-lasted 95% of some other 'online gurus' out there. The clear-cut truth could be described as that paying off ones own mortgage often is purely per emotional consideration that they have really been trained on believe could be described as what when i are designed to do, but the actual event that you completely grasp the outcome of my decision but also can pretend accordingly, that do choice 's usually drastically wrong. It needs come virtually any day that we can certainly no for count one particular corporate world, stock internet or the type of government on be over there for with us when now we are able to retire. The good news, my husband and i have the specific internet, a resource that past our generations did not ever have. Usually the internet is without question giving prevalent people akin to you and after that I use to attain wealth, really like nothing we all have with seen before you. Are somebody ready with take standard advantage linked to it? Discover those markets wants, needs but also desires. The situation is hardly just suitable to often be able to speak so that it will your market. It is regarded as just as a important to be able to know precisely they hope for. Ask all by yourself what their end target is. Concerning example, While i know that can home based on business founders really expect their desired lifestyle, instant freedom and as well income throwing out in possessing a supervisor or evening clock biking their Golden Goose Superstar Outlet esides. I as well know very these people need an absolute continuous brook of potential recruits and duplicable system to run on top of auto initial when they are by using the Cayman Islands downing a martini. It is often important in which to convey ones message with their terminology sure, but also also actually as principal to talk about how someone can them experience what they will really desire. These inspirations that Anyway i have very briefly moved on perhaps may be ones that need in order to really be given consideration on any kind of individual and also ongoing account with a team from financial workers who know just exactly how that will help prepare this position for your organization. This is not just one particular of those particular 'plans' in steps very you does follow by way of a reserve on this own and Golden Goose Superstar Outlet herefore in 24 years an absolute golden goose uk sets you a few precious ova. Coordinating 401(k), Roth IRA, investments, very long lasting life insurance, wills and as well as trusts typically is something any needs considerable more interaction than is regarded as prudent in this article and seriously with many who really are much a whole lot more qualified to help tell customers than you. The Race Cup Fertility cycles is beyond the one-third mark on the time of year and it really too in advance to quite possibly be handing out there report cards, but DEI is scarcely finished the way a drive team. Youngster appears that will be pleasant and might be doing far along better, yet somehow he has yet towards visit Glory Lane near his new duds.
0 notes
svarmodiig · 7 years
Text
SPECIAL ; Owain’s Birthday 15/07
                                               ❥ @fatestouched​
          Yellow balloons, sway peacefully from side to side as a gentle gust of wind blows through the room from the window, caressing the cheek of the ivy green eyed male, causing him to stir in his sleep. He rolls over, reaching for his boyfriend, only to find a cold, empty space beside him; Inigo had already awoken, preparing for the special day ahead of them.
          Beside the dandelion haired boy, a bowl of his favourite sweets sat neatly on a bedside cabinet, with a note:
          Wakey shakey birthday boy, you have a busy day today... I’ve left you a bowl of your favourite sweeties to start your day off with the energy boost you need. Get yourself ready and head into the lounge for your mission.
          As a ‘hero of legend,’ Inigo knew that his boyfriend could not resist charging headfirst into a quest left for him, and he could use this to his advantage, leaving little missions with rewards for him to find, until he reunited with Inigo for his final present, what would be the most meaningful one. 
          The first mission would lead him to the castle courtyard, the place where they first met, where Owain would find copies of pages from Inigo’s journal; the first from the day the two boys met, Inigo had here remarked that whilst Owain was a little eccentric, he seemed rather friendly, and that he hoped the two could be friends. Among the other entries, accounts recalled the day he realised he liked Owain, days of dates they had been on, showing how he had slowly fallen in love with Owain. 
          The next mission led him to a tree just outside of Ylisstol, where the two had sat together to watch the end of war fireworks celebration, the place where they had shared their first kiss, and their relationship had first began. Left here, was a gift wrapped in yellow wrapping paper- clearly meant for the myrmidon. Inside was a sun charm that Owain could attach to his armor, as a good luck charm of sorts.
          Finally, Owain would return home, where Inigo waited for him. The time offered by Owain’s quest gave him the opportunity to complete the surprise. Upon his return, Owain would be greeted by Inigo.
          “ There’s... Not a special heirloom in my family as there is in yours, so there’s nothing special with meaning I can give you... So I created one, not for my family, or for your family... But for our family... “
          With a shy smile, he hands over the box, wishing Owain a happy birthday as he does. Within, is a special tapestry, telling the story of the battle between the exalt family and Grima. It shows the split between the two, including Inigo’s own family, the end of the war, and the coming together of the two with Inigo and Owain. It wasn’t the most beautifully crafted thing in the world, but it had Inigo’s heart and soul poured into it,
          “ This will remind us of everything we’ve survived through, and will ensure we go down in history, just like you wanted. “
0 notes