#p2a

[parallel-2-anywhere]

PIRANESI AND THE LIBRARY OF SIGIL IS NOW LIVE ON DMSGUILD!!

10 new species 8 subclasses and 4 species altering lineages and features are here alongside lore on the strange Library of Sigil!

With amazing art from folks across the community and layout done by @sunevial and art from incredible folks like @crowvaarts @mind-or-matter and more! This book has been so big it’s an intense labor of love for the DND multiverse, our little collective multiverse that my friends and I run the game and tell stories in, and those stories we’ve told together! It’s 4.99 on DMs Guild and Day 1 is always kinda important so either picking it up or spreading the word is such a big deal and turbo appreciated! There is so much in here I think players and DM's will be into!

#dnd #dmsguild #dnd5e #dungeons and dragons #homebrew book #dnd homebrew #piranesi #parallel2anywhere #p2a #fiction #new release #out now #planescape homebrew #planescape dnd #planescape #5e homebrew #5e homebrew book #dnd supplement #species and subclasses #player options #sigil

[anatthema-art]

so me, @bubblytarts​ and @parallel-2-anywhere​ realized that we have some weirdly similar brainless sons who if they ever to be smushed in a friend group together would be literally everyone’s problem and we have dubbed this hypothetical the blorbo conflux. look at our dumb dumb boys.

(left to right: chase, bubbly’s son and protag of her upcoming webshow realm jumpers; tref, bee’s boy and protag of his podcast parallel to anywhere; and jack, my dnd character in a friend’s campaign soul seekers)

#art #my art #artists on tumblr #parallel to anywhere #P2A #listen bee i gotta fill up these tags ur podcast is very cool ppl should watch it #trefor vantros #realm jumpers #chase bradberry #jack jackson #ocs #original characters #my ocs #dnd #dnd character

[incorrectp2a]

Rahzara: Hi, I'm Trefor's emergency contact.

Counter Woman: You're here to pick him up?

Rahzara: I'm here to remove myself as his emergency contact.

#parallel to anywhere #p2a #incorrect quotes #Trefor #Rahzara

[linglingartsu]

Adopt Auction!

Bid over on my Discord or Toyhouse post

#auction #miniseries #shirouadopts #pay to adopt #auction adoptable #chibi adopt #adopts #p2a #b2a #adoptable #adopt #adoptables #adoptdontshop #adoptme #digitalart #oc #bta #characterdesign #ocadopt #paytoadopt #bidtoadopt #adoptablesopen #originalcharacter #artist #drawing #adoptableoc #ocforsale #openadopts #cute #adoptsforsale

[bubblytarts]

I challenged myself in the second half of the year to write a story about my and my friend’s characters interacting - a giant multiverse project across our friend group.

“The Rise of Ozymandias” became a 50K+ word project that released over August into now - with one chapter and the epilogue left, I’m almost finished. I made this poster in November as a treat for myself, as well as a test if I should start doing lineart again.

I’m very proud of myself for everything that the story accomplished for me, my friends, and for getting me back into long form prose writing

Characters:

Top: Ozymandias (he/him, owned by Me)

Bottom, left to right: Farren (he/she/they/xey, owned by Me); Perrin (they/them, owned by @parallel-2-anywhere )

#my art #ozymandias #farren goldenhearth #perrin P2A #parallel 2 anywhere #the rise of Ozymandias #my writing #original character #artists on tumblr

[kiasnocturnality]

⋆ :₊ ᥫ᭡ 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒖

⊹ ° . tips: be sure to only begin your play-through from the main menu. Your choices have consequences and will unlock different scenes and endings.

“Thank you.” His faint smile returns and he approaches you as you hold your arms out to either side, “I promise to make this as unintrusive as possible.” He reassures you in a voice that makes his simplest words sound like poetry as he approaches and begins patting you down. He finds your car keys, a lip balm and nothing more. This seems to reassure him as his body language is far less stiff when he pulls away. “Very well, you can use the telephone. Though, I’m still your host and I would feel a terrible gentleman if you left you in this state. I’ll have the staff prepare a change of clothes and meal for you. Come along.” He beckons you with a wave of his hand as he goes out through another door and begins leading you through the manor’s hallways. 

“This is your home?”

“Yes, it’s been in the family for centuries.” He has the widest smile you’ve seen on him yet, it’s full of pride but also humour for a joke that seems to have gone over your head. 

“It’s very beautiful.” 

“Thank you, I do my utmost to maintain it, a task impossible without the manor’s staff.” He seems to praise them a lot and you wonder if he lives alone here with them; rich people aren’t exactly known to be so appreciative of their subordinates and so you enjoy the way this trend is broken by… 

“What’s your name? I’m Y/n.” 

“Alois Leblanc.” He replies in a thick french accent this time as he bows his head while falling into pace beside you. The two of you return to the dining room and you notice that the glass of blood is now gone. Does he know you saw it? Either way, he pulls out a chair for you and then pushes it in once you’re seated. He goes over to one side of the room where he rings a bell and the nearest door cracks open. You cannot see who is behind it but you catch whispers of a hushed conversation. 

“-Prepare… tonight… perhaps… clothes too.” From Alois. 

“-Hunter then?” A mature female voice replies.

“No, no… telefone… for it, yes?” 

“Yes, my Lord.” Spoken much more clearly. Obviously, the rest of the conversation was kept from you on purpose. The woman, approaching her middle-ages, steps out, dressed in a simple black and white uniform with blouse and fitted trousers. 

“Come along, my Lady, you’re soaked through. We’ll have a change of clothes prepared for you immediately.” She says. You give a little nod and follow her, wanting out of your wet clothes. Alois is proving himself to be more trustworthy and you hope that you’re doing the same in his eyes. The maid has faded red hair that fades to darker roots that show she likely had it a bright red colour not too long ago and is now trying to grow it out. She leads you to a guest room and opens the wardrobe where she pulls out a few shirts and bottoms, trying to find clothing in your size, if the way her eyes flicker from you to the material is anything to go by. She presents you with a simple dark blue jumper and black bottoms. 

“And your shoes, please.”

“My shoes?”

“Yes, they’re making quite the mess around the manor.” 

“Oh… of course. Sorry.” You slip them off and watch as she picks them up and exchanges them for a pair of socks passed into your hands. You change into them and follow her back to the dining room where Alois is sitting at the head of the table. There’s a bowl of soup and bread prepared at the seat Alois had directed you to earlier. When you sit, he gestures to the food. 

“Forgive me but I’ve already eaten.” He says and you give a simple nod, swallowing thickly as you recall the glass of blood you found at his seat not that long ago. You glance down at the orange-red tomato soup and the little garnish set in the middle of it, sliced bread and butter on a little side dish nearby. 

⋆ :₊ ᥫ᭡ “This is very generous, thank you.”  ⋆ :₊ ᥫ᭡ “I actually ate shortly before the crash too…” You refuse to eat the food, it could be poisoned. 

#ᥫ᭡⋆ :₊ 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐 : 𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚 (P2A) 🦇

[generalmarketresearch-blog]

#A2P P2A Messaging

[konjaku]

黄実千両|黄実仙蓼[Kiminosenryō] Sarcandra glabra f. flava

黄[Ki] : Yellow

実[Mi] : Fruit

(の[No]) : Of

千[Sen] : One thousand

両[Ryō] : A unit of currency used in the past

仙[Sen] : Immortal mountain wizard in Taoism; hermit

蓼[Ryō] : Knotweed(Polygonaceae)

The normal Senryō produces red fruits.

昔は盲人に特別の位を与えたものである。よく何市、何市とあるが、あれも市名といって、盲人の位の一つで、一番下である。しかし何といっても一番よいのは撿挍であって、昔は撿挍になるには千両の金を納めなければならなかった。その代り十万石の大名に相当する資格が与えられていた。その次は勾当で、これは撿挍の半分位の資格であった。

[Mukashi wa mōjin ni tokubetsu no kurai wo ataeta mono de aru. Yoku nani-ichi, nani-ichi to aru ga, are mo ichina to itte, mōjin no kurai no hitotsu de, ichiban shita de aru. Shikashi nan to ittemo ichiban yoi no wa kengyō de atte, mukashi wa kengyō ni naru niwa senryō no kane wo osame nakereba naranakatta. Sono kawari jūman-goku no daimyō ni sōtō suru shikaku ga atae rarete ita. Sono tsugi wa kōtō de, kore wa kengyō no hanbun kurai no shikaku de atta.] In the past, (statesmen) gave special statuses to blind people. It is often said "So-and-so-ichi" "So-and-so-ichi," and this is called Ichina, which is one of the statuses of blind people, the lowest. After all, the best is Kengyō, and in the old days, to become Kengyō, they had to pay one thousand ryō. Instead, they were qualified to the equivalent of a ten thousand koku feudal lord. The next position is Kōtō, which was about half as qualified as Kengyō. From Mukashi no mōjin to gaikoku no mōjin(The blind of old and the blind of foreign lands) by Miyagi Michio Source: https://www.aozora.gr.jp/cards/001288/files/47117_29089.html (ja) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zatoichi_(disambiguation) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Koku https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michio_Miyagi https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gND5pFB9nmU (About a certain Kengyō) https://mainichi.jp/english/articles/20200611/p2a/00m/0na/009000c

#nature #japan #nihongo #original photography #langblr

[areseebee]

i haven't shared any writing in a while and, since it's a wednesday and i actually remembered, here's a very long wip wednesday excerpt of the next chapter of someday.

context: for readers of someday, you will know by now that there have been a few vague allusions to a week-long trip erin took to california to visit james in june 2004 (also referenced in the someday timeline). this next chapter is about that trip. it's juicy. an excerpt from the start of the chapter is below the cut.

Los Angeles, 2004

Day 1

As always, LAX was a fucking nightmare.

Unsurprisingly, even getting there had meant James was sitting for an hour in bumper to bumper traffic on the 405. This hadn’t bothered him; he’d planned for this, leaving a whole hour early despite living only a matter of miles away from the airport. 

LA traffic didn’t generally faze him. Sometimes he even preferred it – cars moving at a snail’s pace to his destination. It sure beat having to white-knuckle down the freeway, hugging the far right side of the right-hand lane and telling himself he would live to see his destination. He’d never been the most confident driver on a good day and having to share the road with a whole population who drove as if they had a death wish was usually downright terrifying.

So, sitting in traffic, he’d been happy to let himself loosen up a little as he tapped his finger on the steering wheel to the beat of Britney Spears, playing loud enough on his car radio that it drowned out the angry honks of traffic, blasted the AC until it was blowing his curls back up off his face even though it was only June, and thought not at all about whether he was going to make to the airport in time. 

Instead, he’d only thought about how fine he felt, all things considered. It wasn’t like he was anxious or anything. Really.

It was just Erin. His friend. Erin. Who he hadn’t seen in about a year, not since before he’d left for Australia. 

He felt fine.

But then there’d been no parking. No parking. What? Was everyone in LA somehow picking up a friend who they maybe, sort of, regretted inviting? 

Ok, maybe he didn’t regret it, but he definitely wasn’t sure that he was looking forward to a whole week of Erin staying on his couch.

He hadn’t even meant to invite her, not really. He’d had the phone pressed between his shoulder and his ear, and she’d been complaining about the shit weather and about having nothing to do in between temp jobs, and he’d just accidentally broken the yolk in what would have been an over medium egg when he off-handedly said, “Too bad you can’t come visit me.”

And he’d known, right as she paused before asking if he was serious, that she was going to end up in his LA flat for a week.

And now here he was – circling the P2A car park with no open spots in sight. 

It took another 10 minutes of driving up the spiralled car park and back down again before he finally caught a car pulling out. Triumphant but harried, he quickly parked, jogged his way down the stairs, across the crosswalk, and into the terminal, checking his watch. Right on time.

Except – well, except that he couldn’t find the right incoming flight up on the arrivals board. And when he asked a passing security guard, James got an answer that he would have dreaded at any airport, but especially this one: “Dude. You’re in the wrong terminal.”

Fuck.

James jogged right back out, starting to feel a little breathless from the exertion and the unnerving feeling of becoming increasingly late with every second of indecision. He had planned for this. He wasn’t supposed to be late. He was supposed to be right at the arrivals door, waiting to usher her to baggage claim where he’d offer to carry her bags as they walked to the car. 

And then after that he’d thought, maybe, if she wasn’t too tired, they could go immediately to the beach. 

That would really make a splash during the first few hours of her visit, pun very much intended.

Should he get his car? He’d have to drive around the whole fucking airport again. 

Walk? But Erin would have all of her luggage. 

Be spirited away from this horrible place to another dimension that didn’t involve driving or smog or endless concrete or friends he was a little too eager to see? Yes, that one, definitely that one.

In the end, he drove all the way around the airport, took too long to find parking again, and figured he’d be better off hanging out at baggage claim than trying to catch her exiting from her gate.

It had been a good plan, a great one, and the relief he’d felt spotting the back of her blonde head had inadvertently pulled a wide smile across his face in anticipation of seeing her surprise as he tapped her shoulder.

But he’d judged wrong. It wasn’t the back of Erin’s head, and the woman who was very-much-not-Erin physically recoiled when she turned around and saw him.

“Er. Sorry. I thought you were someone –” he stammered, taking an instinctive step back.

He heard a laugh behind him and a voice – the voice – brightly ask, “James?” He spun around to see Erin who had, of course, witnessed the whole thing.

“Fucking finally.”

“It hasn’t been that long,” her muffled voice came from his shoulder on the tail end of the hug he pulled her into. When she stepped back, her cheeks in high colour and her eyes shining, she gave him a skittish, shy look and said, “It’s good to see you. Are you – ok? You’re sweating –”

“It’s good to see you,” he answered, wiping his hand quickly across his brow. What a fucking embarrassment. “Sorry I was late. Traffic. Parking. Wrong terminal. You know. Good flight?”

She shrugged happily. “It was fine.”

“Did you get your bags?” She gestured to the roller suitcase next to her. “Oh good. Ready to go? Can I take it for you?”

“Aye, fine,” she answered with a smile.

“Great. Let’s go this way.”

She followed him out the sliding glass doors and back into the sunshine as he prattled on about possible plans for the week, too flustered to keep his mouth shut. “– But first, if you’re not too tired, I thought we could go straight to the beach. You know, really make a splash at the start of your trip. No pun intended.”

“Sure, that sounds fine.”

What was with that word – “fine”? He glanced at her nervously, wondering at what her less-than-enthusiastic word choice could possibly mean. But she was like the sun – happy and shining – looking back at him. He felt warm.

“All right. Let’s do that, then,” he said, pressing the button for the car park lift. He wiped a sheen of sweat off his forehead again. God, why was it so hot out? “Good flight?”

“You already asked me that,” Erin answered, a fidget of a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

“Oh. Right. Well…I forgot what you said.

“It was fine,” she said, trying to sound exasperated but it came out delighted instead. “Long. Are you sure you’re ok?”

“Me? I’m great, I’m –” He hit the lift button impatiently a couple more times. “Is this lift coming or not?”

In the end, the lift never came, of course, and they huffed up the car park stairs carrying Erin’s luggage. It then took them another half hour just to get back on Sepulveda, of course, and he couldn’t stop apologising and she wouldn’t stop saying “fine.”

“Sorry. I’d say it’s not normally this bad, but I think it’s actually not as bad as usual.”

“It’s fine,” she said for the eleventh time. 

His only comfort in the word was that she was saying it like she was feeling more than fine. She sounded elated to be sitting here in the car Derek, the stoner from crafty, had sold James for $1,000, moving a metre a minute as they tried to exit the tenth circle of hell.

“Not much to look at though, is it?” she said, peering out the window. He sent her a sidelong glance, trying not to feel disappointed; he didn’t know why he felt so overwhelmingly like he wanted her to like it here. He didn’t.

“Sorry. I’d say it’s just the airport, but I don’t want to get your hopes up,” he said, flicking his directional on as they finally pulled on to the on-ramp for the 1. “Welcome to LA.”

#i may have promised that the next chapter would be in derry #i should really stop promising anything #i've rearranged some things and instead the story will be going back in time to california first #gonna have some of that sweet sweet post-smoke break james POV #someday #my fic #wip wednesday #derry girls

[maigeiko]

Do you know anything about Yamatoya Okiya in Osaka? It was talked about a lot in the Taizo Fujimoto book "The story of the geisha girl" in the chapter about Osaka,

Yamatoya 大和屋 was established in 1910 in Soemon-cho district in the Nanchi Gokagai in Osaka. The business switched from Okiya to "eatery" (I guess it was Okiya and Ochaya, and then stopped the Okiya part) some time and eventually closed its doors in 2003.(https://mainichi.jp/english/articles/20190527/p2a/00m/0fe/012000c)

The names of 120 former Geiko and Maiko of Yamatoya are known because of various Odori programs scanned and put online by various people. One of the former Geiko is the current Tae 多栄 of Miyagawacho, who then was known as Fukuemi 福笑 (1951-93).

#osaka #nanchi #fukuemi

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

Lawyers in Japan say Unification Church is lying about not extorting donations from followers

▲ Tomohiro Tanaka, leader of the Unification Church of Japan, at the July 12, 2022 press conference. He lied about court cases against the UC.

July 13, 2022 (Mainichi Japan) https://mainichi.jp/english/articles/20220713/p2a/00m/0na/008000c

TOKYO – A group of lawyers in Japan revealed on July 12 that it is still receiving consultations regarding the Family Federation for World Peace and Unification, commonly known as the Unification Church, extorting donations from its followers.

The National Network of Lawyers Against Spiritual Sales, which is working on compensation for damages, stressed that the Unification Church’s “explanation that there is no coercion of donations is a lie.” The lawyers said there has been a string of civil court rulings in recent years pointing out the illegality of the donations to the religious group and ordering refunds to former followers.

Tetsuya Yamagami, 41, a suspect arrested over the July 8 assassination of former Prime Minister Shinzo Abe and sent to prosecutors on suspicion of murder, told investigators that his motive behind the shooting was that his mother was a follower of the Unification Church and his family disintegrated due to bankruptcy caused by her huge donations to the religious group.

[Disintegration = His mother joined the UC in 1991. She sold the family home and the land she had inherited from her grandfather. She donated about JPY 100 million (more than $ 718,000) to the Unification Church and spent time in Korea, leaving her children to try to look after themselves. Tetsuya Yamagami, who was a good student, had to leave university after his second year because the money for his tuition had been donated to the UC. His brother committed suicide. It is not known what happened to his sister.]

Tomihiro Tanaka, president of the Japanese branch of the religious group, countered that Yamagami’s mother’s donations were based on her own will, and explained that the group had “had donation trouble in the past, but we have been in thorough compliance since 2009. Now we do not force people to donate money.”

In response, lawyer Hiroshi Yamaguchi, who serves as a representative of the lawyers’ group, emphasized at a news conference on July 12 that the Unification Church “is still being pointed out by the judiciary for its illegal activities.”

Yamaguchi cited a February 2020 ruling by the Tokyo District Court in a lawsuit filed by a former follower demanding the return of donations she had made between 2012 and 2015, which ordered the religious group to refund approximately 4.7 million yen (about $34,200) on the grounds that “the demand for donations was made through an unfair method of stirring up anxiety and fear.” The ruling was later finalized after the Supreme Court dismissed a final appeal.

The lawyers also released a statement urging politicians to refrain from any actions that express support for the religious group.

In September 2021, the group of lawyers sent a protest letter to Abe, who had sent a video message to an online meeting of the Unification Church’s friendship group. In the letter, the lawyers protested that the video message would be an “endorsement,” and said, “We urge you to think carefully about this for the sake of your own honor.”

(Japanese original by Shota Harumashi, Tokyo City News Department)

_____________________________________

Unification Church ex-member in Japan opens up about her dark past after mom became follower

▲ A former follower of the Unification Church, who continues to suffer from her past, spoke of her experiences from behind a screen during a press conference held in Tokyo's Chiyoda Ward on July 12, 2022. (Mainichi/Shota Harumashi)

July 15, 2022 (Mainichi Japan)

https://mainichi.jp/english/articles/20220715/p2a/00m/0na/016000c

Japanese version:

https://mainichi.jp/articles/20220713/k00/00m/040/136000c

_____________________________________

2020: Tokyo District Court ordered FFWPU to pay 4.7 million yen compensation for illegal solicitation to a former member

FFWPU Statement Released on July 9, 2022 Doesn’t Address Shooter’s Grievances with the Moon Sect

Abe’s “ties” with the Unification Church were politically motivated

FFWPU International Statement: “On the Criminal Investigation of Former Prime Minister Shinzo Abe’s Assassination”

The UC sought members by reading obituary columns in newspapers to identify grieving relatives or spouses. They would pay a visit to console and recruit them. Yamagami’s father died in 1984. His mother was recruited by the Unification Church/FFWPU in 1991.

After Tetsuya Yamagami’s mother was recruited into the Unification Church (after her husband died) her three children had nothing to eat.

A huge Moon Church scam in Japan is revealed

Shocking video of UC of Japan demanding money – English transcript This video was made the same year that Tetsuya Yamagami’s mother joined the UC.

Top Japanese ex-UC leader, Yoshikazu Soejima, interviewed

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/national/longterm/cult/unification/profit.htm

Moon extracted $500 million from Japanese female members

FFWPU of Japan used members for profit, not religious purposes

◆公開抗議文 衆議院議員 安倍晋三 先生へ

韓国人であることが恥ずかしい

#Mainichi #Unification Church #Hak Ja Han #exploitation #Family Federation for World Peace and Unification #Shinzo Abe

[parallel-2-anywhere]

What I think is going on in the Jace Plot (SPOILERS FOR MTG THUNDER JUNCTION PLOT)

SO THE OUTLAWS OF THUNDER JUNCTION STORY SURE DID HAPPEN!??!?!?!

This is very heavily spoilered for the end of Outlaws of Thunder Junction's plot, and also the epilogue fics that are now dropping. I don't know how many more of these will be coming, but this is my theory and I want to get it out there before the fics confirm or de-confirm anything

Despite the fact that I have adopted Kellan unashamedly. I know that he is not everyone's favorite boy but I love him so much and his arc has been so good for me? But that is another post. Let's talk about the end of Thunder Junction and what I think is happening... ish

So Wizards has confirmed the vault on Thunder Junction is from the Fomori. Which are a species from old Magic lore, that could travel the multiverse without the need of a planeswalker spark. Many smarter people have shown the Fomori's presence in Lost Caverns of Ixalan and other places.

But then in Outlaws of Thunder Junction, there is what's clearly meant to be a Fomori child in the vault

(Lifted from Akemi Dawn Bowman's The Ballad of Thieves and Thunderslingers)

SO. My thoughts about the Fomori child, the obvious feeling is that the Fomori has something that at least Jace and Vraska believe can help fix the sparks of the desparked planeswalkers, or giving the desparked a way to travel with their sparks damaged.

I don't think Jace is doing this maliciously, but he is leaning on the feeling that made him want to ignite the sylex back on New Phyrexia. The feeling of the needs of the many. If the child is a last of the Fomori species, Jace could see that as a needed sacrifice, if the child even has to die for this process to work, to help the survivors of the war.

If I had to guess from there it's a "misguided but good hearted" attempt to make things better that has some unforseen consequence. Jace wouldn't be made a bad guy, but an antagonist, and we can see him using more aliases to try and get more things he needs for this process.

Admittedly I don't have a lot of things for this since it is such a new plotline, but that is what I am thinking could happen.

#magic the gathering #mtg lore #mtg story #jace bele #outlaws of thunder junction #mtg thunder #jace and vraska #phyrexia #phyrexian #p2a #parallel2anywhere

[anatthema-art]

today's daily art post, some bois! (gender neutral) me, @parallel-2-anywhere and @bubblytarts have a silly little crossover with our characters (left to right) tref, jackie and chase, (tref being p2a's, jackie being mine, and chase being bubbly's) they're a silly lil friend group who loves each other and causes many, many problems! i love them so much

#oc #original characters #my ocs #art #my art #artists on tumblr #character art #oc art #oc interaction

[incorrectp2a]

Rahzara: What's gone wrong, Trefor?

Trefor: Hey! That's one hell of a thing to say to a person. Just because I'm calling doesn't mean there's a crisis.

Rahzara: That's technically true, I suppose. Why are you calling?

Trefor: Well... there's a crisis.

#parallel to anywhere #p2a #incorrect quotes #Trefor #Rahzara

[does-truth-matter]

https://p2a.co/04zfkr2?p2asource=p2a https://www.instagram.com/p/ClEodAFu5js/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[whatisonthemoon]

Shinzo Abe’s Murder Affiliated with a “Specific Religion”

There is speculation that Tetsuya Yamagami’s murder of Shinzo Abe yesterday may have something to do with the Unification Church. The Japanese media has reported that that Yamagami killed Abe because he held a grudge against some kind of religion that Abe was affiliated with. It is well known in Japan that Abe, like his grandfather Nobusuke Kishi, was strongly linked to the UC.

The name of the religion is not being made public yet by the police.

During questioning, the suspect cited the name of a specific religious group and said, "I intended to target this senior official (of the group)." The named official, however, was reportedly not at the scene at the time.

https://mainichi.jp/english/articles/20220708/p2a/00m/0na/030000c

The Asahi Shimbun published an interview with Yamagami where he stated that he initially targeted religious leaders, not Abe, and that his relatives say his family was destroyed by the religion

https://www.asahi.com/articles/ASQ786V32Q78PTIL021.html

#shinzo abe #politics #unification church #unification church in japan