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lux-veritatis-a · 8 months

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@intodivergence, a starter

The world comes in snatches, fading in and out in a drowsy haze, making it almost difficult to distinguish between reality and delusion. Kurtis remembers, all too vividly, the giant stinger as it tore straight through his abdomen. He recalls hitting the ground. But that's the point at which things start to become fuzzy. The point at which he isn't sure whether he's dead or not.

He's still alone when his eyes open at first, thoughts fighting to stay at the surface before everything plunges once more into darkness. The second time, there are blurry figures huddling all around him. Even in his current state, he knows what they are— or at least, what they are if they're really there— demons, opportunistic bastards of every shape and size, having finally found the perfect moment to lash out. Real or fake, Kurtis wills himself to reach for the gun he knows has made its way back into its holster, but all this accomplishes is a twitch of the fingers before he blacks out again.

The next time sensation manages to break past the oscillation of pain and oblivion, he feels himself getting dragged across the ground, dozens of clawed hands grasping at whatever part of him they can. And once his eyelids agree to cooperate and lift, he's in a place he can't explain, and there's an unfathomably enormous shadow barreling toward him.

It's eight days later before he wakes back up. This time around, awareness comes slowly but more steadily, and despite not being immediately certain what to believe, he knows he's lucky not to be waking up in a mortuary freezer because for that week and a day that he was unconscious, he was, quite literally, comatose. His body hadn't moved an inch, pale as a ghost and possessing no easily discernible pulse.

Now, his first sign of life is a barely audible groan, a sound halfway between a complaint and clearing his throat. He knows better than to jolt upright since, above all else, he can still feel the hole in his chest, so it's fortunate that simply opening his eyes ceilingward tells him everything he needs to know about his surroundings: it's a couch located in a small, makeshift study in a Lux Veritatis bunker, near the Vault of Trophies. The only question is, how did he get there?

#death stands at your elbow; THREAD #this destiny of approaching doom; INTERACTION #out to endless endlessness; MAIN VERSE #intodivergence #( yep. got away from me. as always please let me know if anything needs changed! )

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awigglycultist · 3 months

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Incorrect quotes except it's really just mine and @indigos-shits-and-giggles Hatchetfield rp characters & ocs and also @peterstankoffski & @atty-goldstein at one point and also this has been in my drafts forever so over half of these I put in here months ago

Toby: I only have two emotions: exhaustion and stress. And I'm somehow always feeling both simultaneously.

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Arche: Yeah, I don't like people

Sunny: Oh, well now that's not fair Arche. Have you met all of them?

Arche: I've met enough of them. People. What a bunch of bastards!

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Toby & Ted: *accidentally set the kitchen on fire*

Ted: We need an adult!

Toby: Ted, you are an adult!

Ted: We need an adultier adult! Get Kurtis!

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Pete: You need a hobby

Ted: I have a hobby!

Pete: Hitting on Gary Goldstein isn't a hobby

~~~

Lily: Arche and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us

David: What did you do?

Lily: They chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and-

Arche: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel

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Jas: A decision had to be made

Toby: And you fucked it up!

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Arche: Do you always have to attack me with your words?

Neptune: Would you prefer me to use a brick?

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Jas: I made lightly fried fish fillets for dinner

Alice: Jas, It's 1:15 am, what the fuck

Jas: Do you want the lightly fried fish fillets or not

Alice: Well, I mean yeah

Jas: So come downstairs while they're still hot

Alice: Wait, you just made them?

Jas: Yeah, I wasn't tired so I decided to make lightly fried fish fillets

Alice: Say lightly fried fish fillets one more time Jas

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Kidnapper: I have your partner

Sunny: What? I don't have a partner...

Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face?

Sunny: Oh my god, you have Neptune

~~~

Alfie: You’re kind of a pushover, aren’t you, Lily?

Lily: …I’m sorry

Alfie: See!? That’s exactly what I’m talking about!

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Ted: Look, I'm glad everyone's on the same page

Ted: But it's the last page in a book titled "we're all going to die".

Jas: That's not even clever

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Arche, to Sunny: You have room temperature IQ

Sunny: What's room temperature IQ?

Toby: 73°

Sunny: Oh, okay

Sunny: How much is that in IQ?

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Ted: Don't stay up all night, Toby. Last time you got this sleep-deprived, you tried to eat your own shirt

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David: Knock, knock

Neptune: Who's there?

David: Boo!

Neptune: Boo who?

David: Why are you crying?

Neptune: I'm not crying

David: Hello notcrying, I'm Mr. Anderson

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Ted: How the hell are you still alive?

Toby: Honestly, I'm just as confused as you are

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Ted: I didn't drink that much last night

Pete: You were flirting with Gary

Ted: So what? He's my boyfriend

Pete: You asked if he was single

Pete: And then you cried when he said he wants

~~~

Sunny: Welcome to my very first vlog, in which I try different hair products!

Sunny: *sprays hairspray in their mouth*

Sunny: Well, right off the bat I can tell you this one is not very good

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Wesly: Self-care is suppressing all your trauma until it comes back and hits you in the face with the force of 7 very large trucks.

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Arche: I wouldn’t wish that upon my worse enemy!

Arche: Unless of course. . We’re talking about my enemy, Neptune. Fuck you Neptune, you know what you did!

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Jas: I’m in love with you

Toby: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork

Jas: I know

Toby: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

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Neptune: I’m in love with you

Sunny: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork

Neptune: I know

Sunny: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

~~~

Neptune, in a high voice, holding Barbie: Hey, Ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Sunny, in a deep voice, holding Ken: Nonsense, Barbie. You’re staying home and having my kids

David, walking back into class after printing out papers: What the fuck are you guys doing?

Neptune: Playing systemic oppression

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Sunny: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like Neptune a little bit

Arche, holding Sunny's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation

Sunny: No, that's our joint tombstone

Arche: My mistake

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Wesley: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are

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Arche: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?

Sunny: *crouches down*

Lily: *kneels down*

Neptune: *sits on the floor*

Arche:

Arche: I hate all of you

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Alfie: ATTENTION: I HAVE BREACHED CONTAINMENT.

Alfie: DO NOT PANIC, I AM SIMPLY GETTING A SNACK.

#starkid #hatchetfield #incorrect quotes #hatchetfield oc

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theressomethinghappeninginparis · 4 months

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Guess what happened! You'll never guess. Ever.

I wished for one thing during my trip really, really hard and so hard it became a canon event. The only thing I didn't get was a warm chamber- the fire place exists, but is not lit. The company I wished for, you asked? Well, since it is not hostile, but DEAD, I guess that also counts as granted.

Call me nothing but a lucky bastard.

Transcript of the first and second page: I don't know how I ended up here, I just wished upon something, but this is where the pool and the rooms afterwards lead to. It's a moist, dusty and abandoned libarary and there are statues of knights all over the place. The flags of the LV are red with a yellow LV-logo on them, I have never seen this combination before. Some book shelves had axes and swords on top of them, draped on the wall.The shelves were covered in cobwebs, dust and felt like they hadn't been moved in forever, in centuries for sure. The books in there are barely movable.

The knights that wore just armor had spears and a coat on top of the upper armor. Obviously it's the LV armor they used in their meetings and secret order doings. Dusty but not rusty, you know. On the floor were two mummier, I swear I jerked when I saw them. They were in front of the stairs leading to a statue next to a cracked wall. They looked as if they were in a deep slumber- and had redently been awaken. They also wore Lux Veritatis prints on their armors and both were male. The order might really have been males only which inherit to their sons.

Transcript of the third and fourth page: I think this was the fire place? It has statues of two lions on top. It might be a reference to the Golden Lion on Eckhardt's diary pages. But he isn't a member of the Lux veritatis, maybe he just used this room as sort of a message? As a payback perhaps? He conquered the LV even in their libraries, yet they still exist to this day and fight him. He intruded into their chamber of knowledge, all their secrets and magic rituals. Too bad I cannot open a book, they are sticking so close together and if I manage to open it, I'm unable to understand the language. Someone please translate that if they can read an angelic alphabet...?

I wonder if Vasiley has ever been here. I know he has ties to the Lux Veritatis, yet I'm not sure if he's a blood-related member, an ex-member, just someone appropriating the order...? What if he really was a member of them. That would explain his death- such bloody and cruel murder is personal. It suits the Montrum killings, which had ties to Carvier, to von Croy, to the Obscura Paintings, to Lara Croft and Kurtis Trent. If Eckhardt really tried to wipe out the order, his enemy for the last 500 years, os he even done yet? Kurtis is alive, last time I checked, as far as I could...check.

Transcript of the fifth and sixth page: On the right side of the room was a table with a skeleton and a book, with a lit(!) candle: 1. someone died here and has been here for a while now. I guess he's an LV 2. That's the page Vasiley has a replicate of in his house! He has to be connected to the LV, no way this is not the case. 3. There's a castle at the top of the page. Is this a nephilim in the middle? I took photos to examine the pages better.

Here's a list of books on the shelves:

too many Latin books I cannot read

BUT I have some information on the two open book pages on the table. Seeing the picture with the Periapt Shards up close will be a lot more useful than a bad scan

I get this is an LV hideout, but Eckhardt is an alchemist. Would he just stay here and read stuff or wouldn't he have his own laboratory? At least that's what I would do. I'll search around a bit more, my company is dead and dead people don't move

I found something! There's a whole lot about the Black Alchemist's weapons! And I know it has to be Eckhardt. They know about him, too!

He exists, they exist, I'm on a ride!

Transcript of the eighth page: Here it is, finally, I got my hands on this book and could take a photo up close. Carvier would be jealous- it's such a pity what happened to her. I need to be looking forward. So: these knives were indead the Periapt Shards, I can distinguish the lion heads. The dude in the middle is not a dude, it has to be a lion. Which dies if it is stabed by the shards, hence the deflating expression. The quote below is the one Eckhardt used in his diary- the Golden Lion, bla bla, taking over the world, you get it. The symbols in the corners are weird and I can only assume what it is. A sleeping winged dog, a crow, a man holding two snakes and a winged beast with a human (?). The LV-logo above obviously triumphs over the evil lion, which has to be Eckhardt. Maybe even including his following, I've collected photos of theses people. Seems like their rivalry has been going on for forever until someone- the last Lux Veritatis or the last Nephilim/Eckhardt dies.

Transcript of the tenth page: Castle Bouzor, here we go again! That's the castle I had been looking into, the one I had contacted. This thing in the middle has elongated arms and legs, I think that's supposed to be a nephilim. Especially with the figure in the right lower corner, I think that's a human being in its regular size as a comparison. Maybe the nephilim isn't crucified, but rather sinking...down? Down to earth? The texts about nephili taking over the world weren't particularly kind and low on violence. The text in the lower corner is another written in an angelic alphabet, something I haven't learned yet and I assume I never will unless I decide to make a pact with them. I doubt I ever will do that...I think the pages were to be read left-right. So on the left side we see what humanity will be threatened by if nothing happens, and the right page shows how to avoid doomsday- the Shards that kill evil. They're parts of a talisman, I wonder what happens if you put them together?

I still have some books to go through and pictures to take photos of and hoping my film will not run out, otherwise I'd have to start drawing whatever I see.

I have noticed however that there is no real way out of here. The way I came from is open and I guess I won't die out of thirst, but other than that I haven't seen a door. Maybe there's a secret switch or something? I have something to do after taking all these notes. Maybe I'll wish for something again, or...maybe I shouldn't try my luck.

#angel of darkness #journal #tomb raider #traod #tomb raider angel of darkness #tomb raider series #aod #classic tr #lara croft #classic tomb raider

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slonline · 2 years

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Black dynamite season 1 episode 5 uncensored

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#Black dynamite season 1 episode 5 uncensored

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bugs-are-buddies · 4 years

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I just learned about the 22 convention and I'm honestly ready to take all my gay socialist friends and run away into the woods

#make women great again #no genders #no roles #fucking #aaaaaaaaa #it was a boomers wet dream #kurtis connor has a video on it #fuck my brain did a hard restart #maga loving disgusting #BASTARDS #" ???? eXcUsE me?#sounds like the not getting laid convention #dude. does ur mom know you say this bullshit

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shanscript · 3 years

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Hello 🖤 I am so excited that you got to 1k!!! You deserve it so much because you are the sweetest human and your writings are so fucking amazing!!!!! I am so happy for you 🥲

I want to enter the match game with Tendou Bc he is definitely a kinky bastard.

My pronouns are She/Her. V pls. I’m definitely a night owl. Iced coffee all the way, I’m a hairstylist so I live off that stuff. YouTube, Drew Golden, Danny Gonzales and Kurtis Connor and some of my favorites. Trick question I’m am ambivert, I don’t like talking to people but I’m good at it Bc of my job. Last year I probably would have said neons but I’m leaning towards neutrals lately. Shuffles playlist but it’s all complete discographies.

I probably said too much but this was fun 😅

your toy matchup is the pillo 💕

part of my playthings 1k matchup event!

who: tendou x v!reader

what: adult characters, pre-established voyeurism, mutual masturbation, squirting, biting, cum eating, selfless lover tendou

AWE BRITTANY!! ahhhh thank you so much, especially for being like the only person entering my giveaway so far LOL 🥰 anyways i love all your responses so much. so to balance your chaos, imma give you some me-time plus a lil (moderately cliché) kink. hope you liiiike ✨

Your head pushed back into your soft pillow a little deeper. You swallowed past the dryness in your throat as your fingers pushed past your narrow entrance once more. A much firmer pillow propped up your hips, giving you easy access to your own blossoming petals. Your focused, free-falling moans grew steadier as your wrist pushed and pulled against your clit.

But the pillow cradling your lower back wasn’t just for you. It put you on perfect, full display. For your painfully hard partner, who watched you from behind the cracked-open closet door. Tendou’s boxers were already at his ankles. He squeezed the base of his cock, trying desperately not to lose himself in desire. Hearing your moans and the wet sounds of your fingers sinking into your pussy, from the closet. Echoing across the room to grace his ears, as he admired you from a distance, did such nasty things to his brain and balls.

He didn’t think it was possible to be more in love with you.

You breathed a little heavier, as you pressed rhythmically into the ceiling of your cunt. Your walls swelled the harder you pushed, your essence ran in steams around your knuckles. Each impact made your toes flex. Your knees pulled up a little closer to your chest as your fingers dove in deeper. Your fingertips slammed against your g-post at a mindless rate.

Little did you know, Tendou kept pace with you. He roughly fucked his fist, biting back a moan. He tried to keep his eyes on you as your back lifted from the bed. His pupils dilated as you squealed, gushing around your fingers. Your orgasm made Tendou forget his for the moment. He clambered out of the closet to climb between your thighs. Your fingers were still inside of you as he rushed to drink down every drop.

“Did... d-did you cum?” you gasped out, glancing down. You tried to catch your breath as Tendou’s tongue traced your sensitive folds. The sharp mark he bit into your thigh told you in due time, my love.

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#tendou satori #tendou smut #tendou x reader #tendou x you #shan's 1k #playthings #matchup #shanscript #haikyuu smut #haikyuu drabbles #smut drabble #oops im a softie

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luluvonv · 7 years

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Reasons to love Kurtis Trent

OUR BELOVED DEMON HUNTER AND LUX VERITATIS WARRIOR HAS HIS 45th 46th BIRTHDAY TODAY!

(Just a little warning: You won’t see anything non-Kurtis related today on my dash. Today it’s gonna be just about him.)

I never have enough of this man, seriously. There are only few characters that had such impact on me.This freaking man has charmed me 14 years ago and he’s never stopped to do so with every replaying of AoD or with every release of some new info about him.

To celebrate Kurtis’ awesomeness, I decided to write down some reasons why I love him. It would be so nice if this post would spread a bit and each Kurtis fan would throw one or two things what they like about him. There is so many people bashing him and I just want him to be appreciated. Because he deserved better.

He became a major part in TR universe, he was important, he wasn’t just a simple secondary character. He was a sidekick, a second protagonist. Without him the AoD storyline would be vague. After AoD, there’s no TR without him - and no Lara. He deserved so much better. So to honour this perfectly written and stunning, unforgettable character, here I list my reasons why I love him to guts.

1. HOW MYSTERIOUS HE IS

First he’s just a random guy sitting in a corner of a shabby café, reading his newspaper and drinking red wine. Then he becomes to be an irritating stalker, always step ahead, confusing us as a pro. At Louvre, he shows himself as a bad boy, opponent, dangerous individual, self-confident, cheeky and flirty - which confuses us even more. Then he simply charms us with his self-sacrifice towards Lara, throwing all his planned and desired revenge out of window, just to save her… And still we know so little about him. Everything is simply intriguing and mysterious with him, his whole past is just amazing and enigmatic… Pro writing this is.

I love characters like that - you don’t like or even hate them at first, they start to get under your skin slowly but surely, and you end up loving them to the bones.

2. HIS BACKGROUND

We got so little info about him when AoD was released, yet it was totally clear he wasn’t just a random character. Even without knowing there was so much planned for him, one just has to see that for a secondary character he was pretty developed - which means he was important to the plot and without him it wouldn’t be complete. He even appears in credits at the beginning of the game - featuring Kurtis Trent. His name is there right after Lara’s.

And even if some people try to deny all this - he was the first character to be playable next to Lara and that’s speaks for itself. I dare to say that he was more developed than Lara herself. The details of the Order, his powers, focus on his past and motives… and now, with release of all the information about his spin-off game Bloodline, one cannot deny his importance - they not only wanted him to be a major part in TR universe; they created his own universe. He was a key character.

I totally love the things Core people planned for him in the spin-off. Yet just the AoD game is enough to get to like him and be fascinated by him. Bless the day Murti Schofield created him. His telekinetic powers are mindblowing. The Farsee ability. The ability of controlling his trademark Chirugai weapon by his mind, him being connected with it…. You never know when the strike comes from his part, you cannot be possibly prepared for that if you’re not a mind reader. Kurtis himself is pretty tough and dangerous bloke and with Chirugai and his other powers he just gets into a whole new level.

3. HIS BEHAVIOUR AND PERSONALITY

From the little things you can pick in AoD - or now even Bloodline like him eating peanuts :) - to the major characteristic attributes, Kurtis is intriguing. His effort to escape from an ancient Order, being a soldier in Foreign Legion and then a mercenary, just to get back to the hated status of Lux Veritatis - because faith you know - it all affected him deeply. He is fearless, tough, patient, discreet, secretive, suspicious, severe, careful, persistent; he possesses incredible self-control … and he is a really good actor because behind all these cool and bad-ass qualities he showed he has a soft spot when sacrificing for Lara. Also, his sense of humour, his salty comments and sarcastic remarks are just priceless.

4. HIS IMPACT ON LARA AND THEIR RELATIONSHIP

Never ever has any man behaved so cheekily towards Lara as him. And if any man did behave like this, Lara has never let him to get away with it - until Kurtis appeared. We got to explore Lara in a totally new way. There was something big happening between them and it doesn’t matter what it was - whether you see it as a sexual spark, romantic affection or just some kind of needed alliance, their chemistry is undeniable. For me it was totally evident it wasn’t just simple partnership - there was an immense, gripping and sparkling tention and sexual attraction between those two. I consider people denying their special bond as totally ignorant or blind. Lara voluntarily collaborated with him, she was blatantly flirty, mindlessly risky, she gave up the hard-to-get painting in exchange of his life - a life of a stranger - without a blink of an eye. He was her opponent yet something in him made her to join the forces with him.

He’s tempting and secretive and Lara as an extremely curious individual just cannot resist. Moreover he is not just a pretty face. He is smart. Like really smart. He is no dummy and that’s what makes him so different from all the men Lara has encountered. His inteligence is one of the main factors drawing Lara to him. He just knows how to tease and annoy her; he is the only one who managed to do so and making Lara enjoing it.

5. HOW ALIKE HE WAS TO LARA

Both don’t give a shit about others, both confident, they understood each other without words, both ambitious, determined, enigmatic, both having interesting and tough-as-hell past, both so competetive, especially with each other, both loners… They were made for each other. As Murti himself said, they were a match created in heaven.

6. HIS ICY, MEZMERIZING, PIERCING, BEAUTIFUL BLUE EYES - no comment!

7. HIS VOICE - I’d like to thank the casting team for choosing Eric Loren to voice Kurtis because it was spot on in every aspect. The way Eric works with his voice to deliver the right feels and mood is just perfect. His deep, resolute, confident yet calm level of voice just adds to Kurtis’ mysterious attitude. And yes, it’s sexy as hell. Eric’s voice is the last cherry on top that made Kurtis so irresistible.

8. HIS GOATEE AND STUBBLE, HIS WHOLE APPEREANCE - please, do not let me start talking about this. I’m just a simple weak woman whose legs go numb when it comes to certain men. ;) I want to keep this post available even to those whose blog is not open to nsfw or sensitive topics.

(this rule, however, doesn’t apply to the comment section ajajajajaja)

9. HE BROUGHT A NEW DIRECTION TO TOMB RAIDER AND A NEW VIEW ON THE SUPERNATURAL

TR became more energic thanks to him. It wasn’t just about Lara finding an artifact and saving a world. It brings me again to the fact how much he changed Lara’s attitude, behaviour, decisions. He changed the whole course of events. It wasn’t just what Lara wanted. Moreover, he brought a new supernatural flow to it, he was unique with all his background, yet he still was human. He wasn’t invincible as it would usually be with characters possessing supernational powers.

10. FOR THE FIRST TIME I CARED ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE APART FROM LARA

Previously, it was always only about Lara. In AoD, it has changed. I wasn’t even that affected by Werner’s death as by the fact Kurtis was deadly wounded and, even though we know he survived, we didn’t get to see more of him again. When playing previous stories, I didn’t care how many times a certain character appears on the screen. With Kurtis it wasn’t like that, I kept wondering where he’d pop out again.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KURTIS!

#reasons to love kurtis trent #happy birthday kurtis #you magnificent beast #you are the best freaking character #in love with this bastard for 14 years now #kurtis trent #demon hunter #lux veritatis #the warrior #the only suitable partner for lara #tomb raider #the angel of darkness #traod #aod #my ultimate crush #than you murti schofield #thank you core design

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Tell us about your D&D stuff? Campaign, class etc???

Nice love me some D&d questions.

Ok home brew game based on 5e, been playing for a year now I think! Jeeesh how time flies.

Campaign is kinda organic so quests change depending on our actions but the main thread seems to be is that demon lords are piercing through the Abyss into the Prime Material through structures called Pylons and we need to destroy them to stop the Abyssal invasion.

Level 8 human conjuration wizard. He’s so fun to play as, as an actor I find RP the most rewarding aspect of d&d. I love my character dearly haha recently got an Amulet of the Planes in some random loot so I’m holding on to that.

Our adventure group is called the Barrel Bastards (we usually stuff corpses into barrels) composed of; Kurtis Depoer the wizard (me), Aethillion the elven ranger, Iroh the Dragonborn eldritch knight, Blackwell the human trickery domain cleric and Azreal the half-elven warlock of the fiend.

I love d&d so much, so happy I finally got involved in it, it’s certainly saved me over lockdown.

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SEA DRAGON’S GIFT : Part 59 of 83 : World of Sea

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SEA DRAGON’S GIFT

Part 59 of 83

De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

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written 2007

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Chapter 22: The Search

Rage, grief and mortification warred in Captain Mord’s heart as he looked at the map-table where he had sent Kurin in such anger. The worst was that, even if the Grandalor’s sailors were a boarding party, Kurin had been right.

The law was as clear as his anger was deep. While it was believed that the Grandalor’s sailors were castaways, the Longin had been required to pick them up, if only to hold them for trial. At least some of them paid in blood for their treachery! But they got what they came for. We may never see her again… The thought trailed off into unbearable pain.

Bron’s arm was trailing. He had bruises, one on his back, between the shoulder blades and one on the inside of his elbow. It was not serious but if his attacker had used a knife instead of that silly, weighted sack of fish-leather, he would have been dead.

Other crewmen were beginning to tell their tales of the battle and they were slowly realizing the same things. The assailants had been too few to have any hope of taking a ship like the Longin. Also, none of their enemies had been armed with anything but a padded leather cosh. It was as if they were trying not to hurt anyone on the ship. Some fools were even trying to tie that Sea Hawk to the attack. It was just lost in the fog.

Then they began to hear, Kurin’s gone! The bastards had kidnaped her! But that made no sense. They could have simply killed her. They had already tried to do it once. It would have been far less risky.

Looking at the map-table clearly, Captain Mord saw what he has missed the first time. There in the tallow, written in Kurin’s neat handwriting, was a note.

“Captain: The Grandalor’s crew needs justice. Their rights under the second G. L. have been violated. I have gone to help them. Kurin”

First they tried to kill her, now this! No matter what excuse, they have stolen her! In anger, partly at himself and partly at Kurin for being so gullible, he wiped out the note before any other should notice it. Details aren’t important! Whatever ruse they used, they kidnapped Kurin! The Grandalor is guilty!

Captain Mord returned forward, where one of the boarders lay propped against the foremast. The man had been stabbed deeply but still lived. Feebly he extended a hand holding a folded tallow-slate, hinged shut to protect its message.

Weakly he said to the enraged Mord, “Captain, read this. It’s from my Captain. We were to be your hostages for Kurin’s return…” He slumped lax, dead from his wounds, the tallow-slate falling from his fingers with a small clatter onto the Longin’s deck.

Captain Mord kicked the tallow-slate away unread. “Toss this Grandalor trash over the side,” he ordered.

His crew looked at him aghast. Nobody moved. Mord became angrier and yelled, “Dump him! That’s an order!” At last, a few deck-hands took the man’s body and dragged him to the rail. An Orca began to sing. They dropped him in fear. One noticed the tallow-slate and picked it up as he retreated.

Captain Mord realized that nobody would touch the body since the whale had begun to sing and heaved it over the side himself. The whale’s song went on for another ten minutes.

When it was done, Captain Mord ordered, “Swab up this blood and straighten up the area.” His men did do that, though they had begun to whisper among themselves as they worked.

Kurin disentangled herself from the joyous hug that Tanlin was giving her and said, “I need to see your log first, then all of the sickbay documentation. I want to see all of the Purser’s accounts and look over Master Selked’s shop. After that, I am going to interview virtually everyone on board.”

Tanlin let her go, becoming brisk, now that there was a task at hand. “Oi’m glad. Wen do ye wont t’ begin?”

“If I can eat in here, I’ll begin now,” said Kurin. “I need to start with the beginning of the indenture trade. I have to know about that in detail if I am to save your ship from Scattering.”

Tanlin got up and went to the long shelf holding the Logs of the Grandalor. As she was going down the line, absently tapping the spines of the volumes with her left index finger, she said thoughtfully, “T’ere’s somet’in’ t’at ye’ll find wen ye get t’ t’e interviews. Oi didnae mention ‘t before because ‘t wa’nae important in t’e way t’at ye asked about. ‘T does bear on ‘ow t’is ship wad respond t’ a penalty o’ Scatterin’.

“Every person on t’is ship’s adopted. All o’ t’em are now named Grandalor, m’sel’ included. ‘T happened t’e morning after our flight began. T’ey knew t’at t’e ship wa’ implicated in murder an’ chose t’is way o’ tellin’ Barad an’ m’sel’ t’at t’ey wad nae abandon us.

“Oi joined t’em.” She swallowed past a hard lump in her throat and a tear glistened in the corner of her eye.

“Princamorn wa’ but a name t’ m’ an’ t’e Grandalor’s home. Oi dinnae wont t’ lose ‘t.”

Intently, Kurin said, “I see. That makes a difference — to me at least,” she looked sharply at Tanlin, “if it was a voluntary thing.”

Tanlin was already fishing the necessary volume of the log from its shelf and looked back over her shoulder. “Twas. T’ey’d planned t’ do ‘t publicly, in t’e main square o’ t’e Gat’ering, ‘ad reserved ‘t, in fact, wen we ‘ad t’ flee. T’ey came t’ m’ first. Twas a total an’ welcome surprise. T’e only light in some very dark days.” She found the place that she was looking for in the book and gave it to Kurin.

Kurin settled cross-legged on Tanlin’s bunk with the book in her lap and began turning pages one at a time, glancing at each page and moving on. Tanlin watched as Kurin leafed through the volume of the log, almost twenty Gatherings old.

There was a scratching noise at the cabin’s window. Tanlin smiled to herself as it swung inward and Skye’s head poked into the cabin. The Wide Wing looked alertly about and stepped into the room. The bird turned about on the sill and used her beak to push the window closed and then hop-fluttered to the table in front of Tanlin, who chucked her under the beak and stroked her under a slightly raised wing.

Skye settled on the table and waited quietly. Kurin looked up with a smile and said, “Who’s trained who, here?”

Tanlin replied lightly but sort of seriously, “T’ey made m’ part o’ t’eir rookery flock an’ welcomed m’ t’ t’eir nest. Could Oi do less?”

Before there was any answer possible, Tahm returned with food, cups, utensils and trays. He set out the table, working nonchalantly around the sitting bird. Kurin put the log aside and came to the table.

“I take it that this happens a lot?” she said with a genuine smile.

It was Tahm who answered, “Every time that the Captain eats in. Sometimes it’s Skye, here. Sometimes it’s Thunderhead. I’m told that after the chicks are grown, it’ll be both of ‘em. Better behaved than many of the crew.”

The main course that he laid out was a Strong Skin roast. The bird looked sideways at Tanlin, who nodded. The bird promptly dove her beak into the edge of the roast and peeled off a strip. She began to bite it into bits which she swallowed quickly.

Kurin watched in fascination. “Better get yers w’ile ye still ‘ave a chance, Skye’s stoking up for ‘er chicks,” said Tanlin. She reached out, speared the roast with a chopstick and cut off slices with the knife that Kurin remembered from their first meeting. She piled the slices onto a tray along with a generous serving of red weed bread buns and seaweed salad. She handed the tray to Kurin and poured water into a cup.

“Sweet, sour or bitter flavor in yer woter?”

“Plain, please. Flavors for water? I never heard of any such thing.”

“Tis a Grandalor specialty. Barad told m’ t’at Kurti showed ‘t to ‘im shortly after she started t’ work as ‘is cabin-girl.��

“Now that puzzles me. I know what you told me at the Gathering but why would a skilled diver and stores clerk like Kurti stoop to becoming a cabin-girl?” Kurin asked around a mouth full of salad.

Tanlin considered for a moment and fed Skye a few more bits of roast before answering. “Oi wa’ still in m’ coma then. According t’ both Barad an’ Doctor Corin, she knew t’at she might die from ‘er lung parasite infection. Twas gettin’ worse in spite o’ t’e treatments. Doctor Corin wa’ just about t’ put ‘er on t’e invalid list. She wa’ in sickbay gettin’ a treatment wen she met Barad. ‘E’d come by t’ sickbay t’ look in on m’.

“‘E offered ‘er t’e light work job t’at ‘ad just come open, due t’ Chena’s untimely deat’. Kurti ‘ated bein’ useless. She jumped at t’e chance t’ avoid t’e invalid list an’ stay useful. T’ keep t’e seriousness o’ ‘er condition bein’ a matter o’ common gossip, Barad ordered ‘t kept secret. Barad could be considerate sometimes, even t’en.”

“I think that I see. The Barad that the fleet saw was something of a fiction?”

Tanlin leaned back nervously in her chair and gripped her right hand with her left. “Oi truly wish t’at Oi could say t’at but Oi promised ye t’e trut’. Tis a longish tale.

“Barad wa’ always a somew’at calculatin’ man. Once, long ago, Barad an’ Selked were married t’ twins from t’e Muline an’ by all accounts t’ey were ‘appy.

“An epidemic o’ fire cough swept t’e ship. Both Teralas, Selked’s wife, an’ Teralat, Barad’s wife, were among t’e nearly forty percent o’ t’e ship’s crew ‘oo died. Barad almost went mad wit’ grief, an’ dealt wit’ ‘t by calculatin’ almost everything. T’at’s ‘ow he became t’e Barad t’at you knew.

“Shortly after t’at, t’e Ca’tain died in ‘is sleep. A Coriolis storm wa’ comin’ an’ t’e crew needed command. T’ey took Barad’s orders an’ ‘e got t’e Grandalor t’rough safe, even t’ough t’e ship wa’ massively undermanned.

“‘E wa’ elected Ca’tain after t’e storm. At t’e Gat’ering t’at followed, ‘is election wa’ challenged by yer Ca’tain Mord. ‘E almost cost Barad both ‘is Ca’taincy an’ ‘is life. In t’e end, t’e Council up’eld Barad by only two votes. Even t’ose ‘oo voted in ‘is favor sponsored a resolution t’at t’ey did so only because t’e evidence against ‘im wa’ nae sufficient. T’at wa’ t’e origin o’ t’e grudge t’at ‘e ‘eld against Ca’tain Mord an’ t’e Naral fleet as a ‘ole.

“Barad rebuilt t’e crew by takin’ in t’e scupper sweepin’s o’ t’e fleet. T’e ones t’at naebody else wanted. T’e Grandalor became a refuge for t’ose wit’ nae ot’er place t’ go. Barad took t’em on a case by case basis an’ let t’em swim t’ Iren, if ‘e believed t’at a last chance would nae ‘elp.

TO BE CONTINUED

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nebula-horizon · 4 years

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*posts Antagonist bastards here*

Left to Right:

Namie "Tiramisu" Shinsato (She/Her 27)

Veha "Affogato" Lim (He/Him 24)

Matteo "Cassata Galette" D'Angelo (He/Him 29)

Aleksandr "Zefir" Vilis (He/Him ???)

Kurtis "Biscotti" Dubois (He/Him 34)

Dante "Tartufo" Martinelli (He/Him 28)

anyways, someone stop me from making a multimuse blog with Celeste's antags

#((i may or may not already have a sideblog hoarding a url for them-))#((tho if i were to RP them the only one i cant roleplay is Aleksandr/Zefir))#((he's sammys oc uwu))#ιη αησтн��я gαℓαxү ☀(OOC)#((also yes the red haired bitch is the one that wants to kill Celeste))#үσυ яυιηε∂ εvεяүтнιηg! [☣Cassata☣]

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Fast Forward

Chapter 8

“Wait, so you didn’t actually tell them?”

“We were economical with the truth, put it that way.” Taron replied to Rosie before finishing the last dregs of his pint and then offering to get the next round in. After what could only be described as a stressful weekend you called the gang together for a midweek drink, or 5, in the pub and they were eager to hear about the drama that came with Taron meeting your parents for the first time.

It felt so good to be back to your normal routine for a few days. You could focus clearly on your work and not come home feeling utterly exhausted and stressed out with worry. Taron had returned to his usual self too; he’d stopped looking at you with his adorable face of concern and was happier to leave your side for more than 10 minutes in the evenings. It was cute to see how much he cared about you, and how badly he wanted to be able to make everything okay for you. But at the same time he’d been smothering you and barely giving you chance to breathe. Before you’d met him you’d had to handle everything on your own. Yes, you had the help of the girls, but they understood that the advice shared still needed time to be processed, and that TLC came in the form of a bottle of wine, a shared wardrobe, and a night out that couldn’t be remembered by the next morning. Trying to handle things when there’s someone else so closely involved in every single part of your life was a challenge. The last thing you wanted to do was push Taron away or hurt his feelings by rejecting him, especially when everything he’d done had only made you love him even more. But some things in life need to be handled alone, and after the weekend just gone, you knew the week ahead had to be one of them. You’d booked time off work so you could stay with your parents and help to care for your Dad, but now you were left with the challenge of finding the right time to tell Taron.

“So, are you free of relative visiting for the next month?” Jack asked Taron as he returned with a tray full of fresh drinks.

“Yeah, next one will be back to Wales for my birthday, I think. But that’ll be loads better because my lot love Y/N to bits.”

“Feeling’s mutual,” You smiled warmly as you placed your hand to the top of his thigh once he’d sat back down again. “I’ll be back up to see my parents again, but I’ll let Taron off this one. Think it’ll be less stressful all round.”

“Really? Again?”

“Yeah it’s Dad’s operation on Friday.”

“Oh yeah, right.” He shook his head a little before pouting in disappointment when he thought he’d have another weekend on his own.

“You can do something with the boys though, invite them over to ours if you like.”

“Mmm, we’ll see.”

“I tried.” You rolled your eyes to Jack who laughed at you.

“You’ve turned him into a right soppy bastard, look at that face! If someone had told me this time last year that he’d be sulking because he had to spend a night away from his girlfriend, I’d have never believed them. I don’t think he would either!”

“Oh, fuck off.” Taron huffed.

“Nah, it’s sweet.” You teased him too as you lightly pinched his cheek. “Can’t quite believe it’s coming up to a year already; still feels like yesterday. That’s reminded me! Is there anything in particular you’d like for an anniversary present?”

“A blow job.” Jack chipped in and you shot your head round to give him your sharpest glare before you broke out into a giggle.

“I’m saving that one for his birthday.” You winked to Jack before you felt Taron’s fingers gently turn your chin back to face him as he replied.

“Your undivided attention would be nice.” There was a seriousness in his eyes that strangely hurt you. It didn’t match the tone of his voice or the sweet smile that spread across his lips as he looked straight at you, but the twinge in your heart was unmistakeable. It was like he already knew that you were about to be apart for a week.

“Well that’s a given.” You did your best to smile back.

“Good… but let’s talk about it later, yeah? Here’s not really the best place.” He added quietly and you felt your heart start to race as it suddenly felt like something else was seriously wrong. What if he’d been keeping something from you too?

As the night went on you found yourself zoning out of the conversations around you and getting caught up in your own head. Scenes from the weekend were replayed in your mind and over-analysed as you struggled to find anything that could have caused this out of the blue rift. You wondered if it was because you left him to take the blame for having sex, despite you being the one pushing for it to happen that night. Maybe you should have had his back and said it was your idea? But then again, he would have said something after you left if that was the case. It could have been something your Dad said to him when they were left alone that he’s been dwelling on. Maybe it’s about an ex? There were too many what if’s and guesses for you to possibly explore and it was leaving you with a pounding head.

“Are you feeling alright?” Gemma asked as you made your way into the toilets together.

“Yeah, just…no”

“What’s up?” She held onto your shoulders as she spun you around to face her.

“Something’s off with Taron.”

“Off? He seems fine to me.”

“Yeah, no, not like that. I can feel it though, that gut instinct that says our walk home tonight will feel more like walking the plank.”

“Babe, don’t stress. Has anything actually happened?”

“No.” You looked down to your feet. “He said he wanted to talk later, about our anniversary.”

“Right, now I’m truly lost. That’s a good thing! He’s probably got a million and one ideas about what to do for it and wants to put out some feelers for what you’d be most excited for.”

“I don’t know, he looked really serious. It worried me.” You confessed, despite feeling ridiculous after Gemma had suggested a more realistic, and positive, outcome.

“You’re worrying over nothing, so stop it… As long as you’re still having sex, everything is good! When that stops happening, then you can come to me and tell me that something is wrong, okay?” She placed her hands to your cheeks as she reassured you and it put a small smile back on your face. “You are still having sex, aren’t you?”

“Of course!” You laughed. “This is me we’re talking about. Shit has to get really bad for that to stop!”

“Good, that’s more like it. Now let me pee and then text me in the morning telling me I was right after you’ve planned a super romantic way to celebrate your anniversary. I won’t be jealous in the slightest!”

“Alright. Thanks Gem.”

“It’s what I’m here for.”

When you returned to join the table again the conversation fell quiet as everyone seemed to be taking a sip of their drink at the same time. Taron had moved up a seat and was now next to Jack, so you pulled out the chair beside Rosie as you waited for anyone to say something.

“Shall we go and have a game?” Jack looked over his shoulder to the pool table which was already occupied “Or at least continue this conversation over there…” The rest of the boys stood up in agreement and walked over to reserve the next game. A smile which was awfully close to smug was sent in your direction from Taron and you did your best to reciprocate it without looking too confused.

“See!” You hissed to Gemma as soon as they were out of ear shot. “Tell me that wasn’t weird.”

“No, okay, that was strange. Rosie what just happened?”

“I don’t know. As soon as you two left they all moved up to that end of the table for some ‘boys talk’ so we ignored them.” She looked to Charlotte who nodded.

“Figured it was probably to do with a girl, reporting back after a first date or some filthy sex or something gross. Boys can definitely gossip just as much as girls!”

“Ask T later, and I’m sure he’ll fill you in on all the juicy details.” Rosie reassured you and you tried your best to ignore the feelings that kept stirring away in your gut. There was something about the situation which took you back to standing outside Taron’s flat when he had the other girl in there. You knew something was up and Taron’s face was the least reassuring of them all. He was the worst liar you’d ever met, and you weren’t sure what you were dreading more; finding out what was going on or watching him lie to you and being able to see straight through it.

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The Birth of Hip Hop

The hip hop culture has its roots in the Bronx, borough of New York, in the early 70s. At that time, no movement really existed. Many scattered performances were developing in the streets of the Bronx with no global leader.

DJ Kool Herc, Jamaican–American disk jockey, started organizing dance parties at his home. His parties soon spread throughout the Bronx. Quickly attracting a lot of young people, Kool Kerc made a name in the district, organizing more and more parties, indoor and outdoor, always in the Bronx. DJ Disco Wiz and Casanova Fly, Herc’s henchmen, were hacking the electric power of the street lights in order to party in the basket fields of the Bronx.

This is the flyer of the Back to School Jam that took place August 11, 1973 at Kool Herc’s place. 1520 Sedgwick Avenue is an apartment building that was recognized on July 2007 as the birthplace of Hip-Hop. This is where the first parties organized by Kool Herc took place. It has been honored in June 2017 with an award. The moderate rent building is now standing on the newly inaugurated Hip Hop Boulevard, marking where it all began.

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1- The Deejaying

Kool Herc created a new music with 2 turntables playing Disco music, hard Funk and other James Brown records combined together. By playing the drum beats of the songs alternately, he enhanced “the break”. This is the birth of Hip Hop Music. Without delay, a lot of young artists started Deejaying and creating new techniques around this new culture.

In these new artists, Theodore Livingston. In 1975, he is only twelve, practicing turntabling in his bedroom when his mother yells at him from another room. The young artist, now known as Grand Wizzard Theodore, puts his hand on the spinning record to stop the music and causes the “shigi” sound. So the invention of the scratching technique was an accident !

If the origin of the name Hip Hop is often disputed, some say that Keef Cowboy, member of the groupe Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, teased a military-friend by faux-marching to the sound hip-hop-hip-hop. Or the name might come from Afrika Bambaataa, African-American DJ who largely influenced the creation of the Hip Hop movement. At that time, the gangs made the law in the Bronx. Violence and brutality were at every corner. Lance Taylor (Afrika Bambaataa), who used to be a member of the gang P.O.W.E.R and the leader of the Black Spades, started an Anti-Violence Movement (now known as the Zulu Nation). He soon understood that using the new performances of the youth would help canalize their energy. So, inspired by DJ Kool Herc, he started hosting parties in the city. Turntabling, organizing dance contests, inviting MCs to animate the show, welcoming graffiti writers…

The four main pillars of hip hop appeared.

2- The Breakdancing

While DJs like Grandmaster Flash and Afrika Bambaataa began building music on Kool Kerc’s innovations, the breakdown inspires bboys and bgirls. Breakdance is a street dance largely based on drums and funk music. This dance holds a major part in the urban culture and is full of athletic moves. This discipline also thrived in the 70s with bboys like Trixie or Dancing Doug. If he was already dancing before DJ parties were organized in the Bronx, Lauree Myers, better known as Trixie affirms :

“When we did go to Herc's parties that's when I took it to another level.”

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3- The Spraywriting

Third element composing Hip Hop, the Graffiti, or Spraywriting. It is a form of artistic expression that primarily involves illegally painting walls in the streets and trains in the city. There are many different types and styles of Graffitis, ranging from words to drawings. This activity is the most controversial of Hip Hop elements. Widely considered as vandalists, the graffiti artists need to draw fast and run fast. Generally ran in public places, this business often involves running from the police, especially when a huge part of the graffitis were spelling “A.C.A.B” (All Cops Are Bastards).

Graffiti already exists for a long time, the first “graffitos” dating from the ancient Egypt or Roman Empire. But the Graffiti we are talking about here doesn’t originate from New York but from Philadelphia. In the 1960s, the first known graffiti writers Cornbread and Cool Earl used black markers to tag their nicknames on all public property throughout the city. In 1968, the rail transport between Philadelphia and New York intensifies. The wagons are moving frames, exposing the paintings from one city to the other. A train to success. In 1970, Topcat 126 copies their practices and brings graffiti tagging into the big apple.

At this time, a bunch of buildings are popping up every week in the city. The youth wants to take over on these new walls and spaces. In the 70s, many issues of racial and social inequality were already taking place. The non white youth adopts this art as an expressive form of rebellion. One of the street art pioneers, Quik, explains to Widewalls :

“Graffiti was intended as a “voice” to be heard; as we sought a broader audience than our immediate community.”

In the first generation of graffiti artists, we can also cite Futura 2000 or Phase 2 who also largely influenced the discipline for decades. Everyone invents new styles, trying to make their tags more unique and noticeable. LEE 163 joins his letters together. Later comes the Stencil Graffiti with Blek le Rat in Paris. Groups such as United Graffiti Artists and the Fabulous Five start working together to make more elaborated canvas and to escape the scenes more discreetly.

This was all before graffiti became fashionable. At that time, graffiti artists were chased by the authorities. Only ten years later, a painting of Jean-Michel Basquiat, who started as a graffiti artist, was sold for over $110 Million.

4- The MCing

Last but not least, the rapping. If MCs (Masters of Ceremony) were originally at parties to animate the show and cheer the dancers, they were also here to communicate. To talk about the problems faced by the african-american community. Dancing and spraywriting were a great way to express the feelings, but rapping had no equal. Rap has its name from the slang word meaning “conversation”. Or maybe it stands for Rhythm And Poetry. Certainly both.

The 3 major components of MCing are the content, the flow and the cadence. The three are essential to deliver a message and get the listener to feel your melody and bounce their head. Rapping is the rhythmic spoken delivery of rhymes and wordplay usually over a beat. Rapping has its roots in Africa. Centuries before Hip Hop music existed, the griots (traditional communicator) of West Africa were delivering stories rhythmically, over drums.

At his beginnings, Grandmaster Flash was so focussed on his mix, breaks and scratching skills that he forgot one of the essentials. The mic. The occasion for some to propose their services. One day, Flash met Cowboy, an MC as charismatic as his word.

His entry on Flash’s scene inspired two brothers : Melle Mel and Kid Creole. Creole was really good at freestyling, but little was Mel who decided to work his texts before the shows. Quickly, his sharp feather offset his ad lib skills. He becomes the leader of Flash’s new vocal trio and inspires others to work on their texts, ad style figures and play with words.

The Last Poets were the first group to throw an album out in 1970. It coupled spare funk and aggressive delivery, combined with socially-conscious word. This is the basis of MCing. Social and racial awareness are the foundation to the vocal performance in Hip Hop.

It is hard to cover this whole rap period without talking about Kool G Rap, the Godfather of Gangster Rap, the Sugarhill Gang, first group to ever throw a rap album, the Treacherous Three, MC Hammer, the Funky 4+1, the Cold Crush Brothers…

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Widely inspired by jazz, soul, funk and disco, the Hip Hop movement is multicolor. Created and lead by african-americans, it has a root in Africa, one in Latin America, one in Asia, another one in Europa… Hip Hop is a multicolor culture that assembles the people.

According to Kurtis Blow, an MC from the outset who started as a Master of Ceremony for Flash’s parties :

“I'm a firm believer that hip hop and rap is so malleable; you can shape it in any form. We have these fusions like rock n roll rap, reggae rap, country and western rap”

This is how Hip Hop, now a truly international cultural movement, had its start.

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inactivesimblrr · 4 years

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another tag game

tagged by my cool pal!! @simending fanks julian!

dogs or cats? birds. youtube celebrities or normal celebrities? wlw tiktokers gsjndjgDSNGS ehem... luv u silly_oldbear on tiktok let me wife u Ehem. If you could live anywhere where would that be? uhhhh i kind of like where i live now tbh lol disney or dreamworks? dreamworks. i love disney movies but FUCK DISNEY y’allllllll favorite childhood tv show(s)? TMNT, power puff girls, kim possible, uhh? other stuffs. OH good game spawn point, baby the movie you’re looking forward to most in 2020? dolittle lol, but idk but idk, i havent had time to look @ movie releases and stuff favorite book you read in 2019? this year kind of sucked reading wise so…nothing marvel or DC? marvel... am no’ a reprobate If you choose marvel, favorite member of the x-men? if you choose dc, favorite justice league member? LISTEN. I DONT CARE IF MAGNETO ISNT TECHNICALLY AN X-MAN ANYMORE LIKE IN THE GROUP BUT HE’S MY FAV IDC IDC DONT COME FOR ME night or day? day. BRO i aint stay awake past 10pm favorite pokémon? piplup... he’s just a littol creature.. top 5 bands: the paper kites, m&s, the lumineers, fleet foxes, fall out boy, and like a ton otherss that dont fit in 5 top 10 books: the fellowship of the ring, the two towers, the return of the king, the hobbit, the silmarillion. trc. SIX OF CROWS. ANYTHING BY LEIGH BARDUGO I OWE YOU MY LIFE WOMAN!! ID TAKE A BULLET FOR YOU!! the secret history. the song of achilles. darius the great is not okay. AND SO MANY MOOOORREEE ok WAIT i know it says 10 but... imma make it 11 bc.. wicked saints by emily a. duncan ? i love u baby. ok wait no 12 bc im trying to write somethnign write now and whilst the bones of it arent that good i love my characters so IDC! top 4 movies: lord of the rings, + the hobbit (count all the movies as one coward! i need it to be like that for Purposes). spotlight. um. pirates of the carribean LMAO. ANT MAN america or europe? america FUCK europe LMAO tumblr or twitter? instagram baby ehem follow my gay insta @/goblinwlw ;))) pro-choice or pro-life? pro-choice, am not a moron ladies favorite youtuber: fuck them youtubers honestly yall (n’aw kurtis conner maybe!!) favorite author? LEIGH BARDUGO BUT ALSO TOLKIEN Tea or coffee? tea! coffee is for bastards and i have a DAD sorry OTP? none of u are gonna understand this since its from my book. but ellis and jamison... wuv u!! ok but Alternatively. kaz brekker and happiness thanks. ALSO mattias helvar and um. being alive i love u baby boy do you play an instrument/sing? im classically trained vocally so i can kinda sing but i havent like. actually dedicated myself to singing in AGES so ! im not really good anymore

tagging @llovvi , @floraiio !

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pendowningyouremotions · 4 years

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Forced love making / Shitty complimenting

“ Rape “ is not only done by strangers it can also be “ loveably “ performed by husbands , uncles , boyfriends , friends etc . What pukish feeling we get when hear a girl got raped .. as I write this write up I have to listen happy songs so that I don’t break down . Rapists are people living within us and mostly they are men but you won’t believe some women are also into this “ Lucifer act “ , yes you heard me right boys also get raped and sexually assaulted . These people who are into this kind of “ soft “ expression they are humans with “ LSD “ kind of ego (i.e is very high ) once you spit on their ego they start torturing you , as if you are watching “ sooryavansham “ on every Sunday .

How does it starts ? “ for strangers “ its spontaneous ... their cocks have had enough night falls and they prey on the first “hole” they see ... mind you it can be a dead woman , a new born baby girl , an innocent candy eating girl , a teenage girl , an old woman .. basically she should have boobs and a hole and thats it ! boom !she is raped ! The “ creepy “ uncles assaulting little girls with a fucking chocolate , the bosses assaulting for “promotions” !!

The husband and boy friend rapes are literally unknown ... I mean a boyfriend raping his girlfriend is bit weird right but this happens... I don’t understand how it is so difficult it understand a two letter word “ no “ but I guess there is one great “mythology” in our country “ girls should always adjust , your husband is your god , thoda adjust Karle , ladki ho , being a girl you should stay in your limits , start ignoring when someone comments , do not answer back to those fools their job is to get your reaction , wear decent clothes otherwise you will attract those roadside

romeos and etc etc .” Marital rape is very “ trendy” in India shocking right ! boyfriends behaving like husbands and treating their girlfriends like “ circus lions “ is legal in India , shocking right !

“ Women having a voice “ are attracting men towards them is thinking of many men here , wearing shorts clothes are for attracting boys and some mothers say this ! Imagine a women talking about a girl “ she is wearing small clothes to entice our “vishnu” like sons “ I mean auntji ask your son to keep his dick in his fucking mouth right !

Obsessed lovers who throw acid on the girls who reject them , obsessed lovers cornering a girl and trying to claim them , Obsessed “ man -dick “ lovers sticking out their dicks and masturbating in public ,

“ The famous bus touchings “ ,

The “ beautiful “ comments from the roadside romeos

“ The royal batch “ of boys choosing girls and having orgies while druging them , the “ maharaja “ eve teasing ,

“ Celebrity class “ raping their housemaids because of course their “ parlour going beauties “ aren’t enough right !

Every girl , women , teenager or adult has to go through this horrifying verb “ eve teasing “... I will tell what happens with

me .. when ever I go somewhere alone and mind you I am wearing a Kurti ( if you “guys” question my clothing ) they “sadak people “ whistle , “ beautify - my beauty “ , try to make skin contact , etc etc ... but I like a fool answer them back so tell me should I ignore them and get acid thrown on my face or slap them and get raped ?

Girls learn martial arts , pepper spray , hitting on crotch , use your “ witchy nails “ ... but always do some thing ... do not run away ... or someday your daughter will face these bastards .

Boys like these clear need a new “ parenting guidance “ or a whole new “ rebirth “ because of course the present ones are bullshit !

Protect yourself !

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