#thats not how it works they already converted to that movement what is the point of you trying to make them feel bad about it

[kunikuzxshi]

I just read some of your sub Shig stuff, and I didn’t know how much I would love the concept until I read yours!

I really like the thought of his crush trying to teach him some manners. Like just pinning him somewhere, not giving him ANY relief unless he says please. Maybe even calls them sir/mistress? And they’ll stop immediately if he insults them or gets too impatient. They’ll taunt him like, “All you’ve gotta do is be nice. That’s it! Then you’ll get whatever you want.” And UGH HE HATES IT but at the same time they’re making him feel incredible.

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I swear I'm starting to convert more of you guys. Y'all have to be looking through my screenshots at this point, thats EXACTLY my type of shit. Like don't get me wrong, whining for Shig's cute and all but its so much better to have a guy that could literally kill you in one hit on his knees. I don't have anything against him being both, but like personally I like my serial killers whiny and needy, and considering I only simp for Shig, he's the biggest victim. I'm also the only dominant one in my friend group, and they act like its a crime to be the one on top

Boutta pull out my private drafts for this, hold up

Minors DNI. Just because I let y'all follow for the sfw stuff doesn't mean you can get away with reading smut <3

If anyone's wondering what they described, I believe its this one

Sub Shigaraki x Dom Fem! reader

One of your hands was wrapped around his throat, just barely applying enough pressure to keep him from breathing properly. His pale skin seemed to glow under the dim light while it only made yours stand out that much more.

He's not even sure how it got to this point.

Your free hand moved to cup his chin, forcing him to look at you before brushing your lips against his briefly, just long enough for him to lean forward to catch yours, inexperienced lips trying to force his tongue into you mouth

You pull away, pulling him onto your lap, his legs straddling your thighs, your eyes scanning his chest down to his legs. He just looked so pretty, his cock already so hard just from a few simple touches.

"You're so goddamn pretty like this, y'know that, don't you? C'mon, just tell me what you want, I'll do it for you if you ask nicely," you start, taking a moment to give him a quick, sloppy kiss, "It's that easy Tomu."

His words were barely recognizable, only the word 'please' being loud enough for you to hear correctly, everything else sounded like a mix of whines and blabbering.

"What's wrong? You're so quiet. It's just us, no need to be so quiet with me." You cooed, moving his hair out of his face, your other hand grabbing at his shirt.

Instead, he just buried his face into your neck, murmuring something seemingly along the lines of 'just do it already, you're taking too long', his words still quiet and once again, barely recognizable.

This time though, instead of asking him to speak up again, you just assume you know what he wants, slowly unbuttoning his jeans, just watching the visible parts of his face turn red. Small whimpers escaping his lips every time your fingertips get just a little to close to his boxers, his breath hitching at the thought alone.

The second he feels your skin against his bare cock, he almost looses it immediately. A single loud, drawn out moan escaping his pretty lips. It's so hard for him to stay quiet once you start moving your hand, instead, he opts for biting your neck in order to muffle his sounds.

Once you speed up your movements though, its a whole different story. He detaches his mouth from your neck, throwing his head back, holding onto your shoulders for support. His legs go weak, and he'd probably fall on his back if you weren't holding him. The amount of noise coming from him is strange considering he won't talk unless he's desperate, and even then he's awfully quiet. Maybe its just the same little mix of moans and pants, but he's just so much louder.

"My little toy likes that, don't you? You're doing so good... just sit still, I'll take care of everything from here, ok?" You say, pressing kisses against his cheek, pulling away only to have his lips smashed against yours.

His hips involuntarily start bucking into your touch, desperate for anything he can get from you, his tongue trying to squirm past your lips. His arms wrap around your back, one hand tangling in your hair, pulling you closer to him. His legs start shaking just a little bit, and his already sloppy kiss getting worse.

When he finally pulls away, there's a string of saliva connecting you two. He just looks at you, his eyes glazed over and hazy. His mouth hangs open, drool spilling down his face as his cock start twitching, just before you pull your hand away.

"Hey! I-I wasn't done yet! Please mistress, just a little longer, please? I didn't do anything wrong..." He whines, his hips thrusting into thin air, the tip of his cock red and swollen.

He almost starts crying, his voice cracking every time he even tries to speak. Even then, anything he can get out ends up as a broken plea, a promise that he'll listen.

The familiar warmth of your skin against his almost makes him cry, your thumb rubbing the tip of his cock, but nothing more. A cracked whine slipping past him, his mouth moving to press desperate kisses against your neck. Anything that he can think of, he'll try.

"If you wait just a little bit, I'm sure I can give you something better, got it baby? Just be patient, you'll get what you want."

He starts biting his lip again in a pathetic attempt to stay quiet, anything that might get you to do what he wants. You gently push him off of you, laying him on his back before sitting in front of him.

You start removing your clothes, leaving your bra and your panties on. He almost jumps at you, his hands instantly moving to your back, trying to unclip your bra. Eventually, when he finally gets it off, he starts grabbing at you. One of his hands moves down to your panties, pulling at the waistband, but not removing them. His other hand starts massaging your soft mound, cherishing the weight of it in his hand.

"Can I..? Is it ok for me to, mistress?" He asks, dipping one finger under the waistband, slightly tugging them down.

You nod your head in approval, watching as he struggles with getting your panties off at first. Instead of letting him go further though, you push him back, touching yourself. He tries to grab your hand to replace it with his own, but you just slap his hand away.

"Why don't you just watch for now? You can do that for me, right Tomura? Surely my little toy can at least give me that much." You say, slipping a finger into your entrance.

He just sits there, not quite sure what to do. His eyes move back and forth between your hand, and your face. Every time he gets close, you just push him back, reminding him that he has to be patient if he wants anything else.

When he's had enough of you, he grabs you and pulls you on his lap. His fingers start trailing down your sides, one of his hands holding you in place. Your protests fall on deaf ears, his thumb already pressing against your clit.

He only stops once your hand once again, wraps around his throat. One good squeeze, and he snaps out of it, immediately pulling his hand away. Pathetic sobs emerge from him, looking down to avoid your gaze.

You start kissing his neck, caressing his cheek. "I told you to wait. You couldn't even give me that much, could you? How sad. Maybe I should go find Dabi, I'm sure he would listen better than you could."

His arms wrap around your waist as he buries his face into your shoulder. Tears start spilling down his face, his voice cracking every other word as he begs you to stay, to give him another chance, he can do better.

You pull his hands off of you, pushing him onto his back, giving him a quick peck. He wraps his legs around your hips, grabbing at whatever he can get his hands on, clinging onto you tightly.

You sit up, crawling over to his chest.

"How about this. If you be a good boy, and actually wait this time, I'll let you have your fun. If you don't, I won't let you do anything." You say, your thumb tracing his collarbone. He nods, staying as still as he can.

You crawl on top of his face, and he pulls you down, his tongue going to work almost instantly. His tongue laps up your juice, taking a quick dip inside of you. Your soft moans only encourage him, his hands moving to grab your thighs as his nose gently nudges against your clit. His thumb starts to work on your clit as his tongue delves inside of you, his grip on you thighs becoming almost bruising.

You try to get up just enough to reposition yourself, only to be pulled back down, his hand moving to your waist. The obscene sounds coming from him mix in with your quiet pants. Your soft praises encouraging him further as you hand grips his hair.

He groans against you, each sloppy lick seems to excite him more than it does for you. His fingers start rolling your clit between them, each noise you make only seems to get covered by his.

You bite your lip, muffling the groans spilling past your lips, though once you reach your limit, it doesn't help one bit. You scream, your grip tightening on his hair as you finish. He doesn't let you up just yet, his tongue licking up everything you have to offer before releasing his hold on your thigh.

You move in front of his cock, spitting on it before giving it a few quick strokes, watching his eyes widen and his mouth open.

"How about you beg? I'm sure a little slut like you would be willing to do that much. My pretty boy just wants to sink his cock into his mistress, don't you?" You tease, running a finger along the length of his cock.

He nods quickly, his eyes shutting tight as his hands grip the bedsheets. You watch his eyes fly open just from the feel of your thighs around his cock. He moves his head up enough to watch you, one of your hands grabbing his shirt as you line up his cock with your slit.

You start sinking onto his cock, biting your lip painfully hard as he starts squirming underneath you, one of his hands moving to grab your hip.

Once you're fully seated on his cock, he starts thrusting his hips up, pathetic whines falling from him. His hold on your hip tightens, trying to hint at what he wants. Soft whimpers emerge from him as drool starts slipping past his lips once more.

One of your hands tangle in his shirt as you start moving, the noise he makes immediately increasing in volume, his eyes trained on nothing but your figure on top of him. His back arches, and his hands turn white from his grip on the bedsheets.

You start increasing your pace, picking up your hips only to slam yourself back down on his cock. His hand moves to your chest, taking one of your breasts into your hand, increasing his grip there instead. Quick I love you's fall from him. You stop, moving his hair out of his face, giving him a quick kiss as he tries to deepen it with no success.

"Do you want me to keep going? If you tell me exactly what you want, I'm sure I'll let you do it." You say, running a hand through his hair.

"I wanna- fuck, I wanna cum inside you! Please! I'm so close, don't you want to be filled up too? Please mistress?" He begs, his eyes starting to water. You can feel his cock twitching in you, and his grip on you increasing.

You pick up your pace again, watching his expression quickly change. He starts panting, squirming underneath you as his fingers dip into your hips, and you're almost certain that there will be bruises there in the morning.

His moans increase in frequency, and he starts getting louder. His legs go weak as his grip loosens again, eyes shut tight as he thrusts his hips up to meet yours before spilling his seed into you.

His panting slows, and his breathing slows again. He pulls his hands off of you, letting you rest on his chest. He nuzzles his face into your neck, peppering kisses along the side of your neck.

You could've sworn you heard him mutter a quiet 'I love you', but he wouldn't admit it anyway.

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[christarango]

I Interviewed the Guy Who Went Into a Museum & "Vandalized" a Picasso.

    In 2012, a man in a suit entered the Menil Collection in Houston, Texas.  That man was Uriel Landeros, a self proclaimed artist and a student at the University of Houston.   A cell phone video captured his visit to the prestigious musuem and was posted on YouTube the same day. The video quickly went viral and set the "Art World" on fire.  That's because Mr. Landeros brazenly walked up to Pablo Picasso's 1929 painting, "Woman in a Red Armchair" and spray painted directly onto the priceless piece of art.  In just a few seconds, the Picasso was altered, hanging there with a mysterious image of a bull and the word "Conquista" spray painted across the surface.  "Conquista" is a Spanish word that means "conquest" or "to conquer".  But why?  What did it mean?  The incident pissed off plenty of people worldwide and started heated debates about the true value of "art".  I had the opportunity to catch up with the artist..  vandal.. visionary.. terrorist.  or whatever it is you choose to call him.  

CT:  Who are you, where are you from?

UL:  I am CONQUISTA, the kid who conquered Picasso, but the name my father gave me is Uriel Landeros.  I was born in South Texas in the city of Edinburg, located in the Rio Grande Valley, but I consider Houston my second home because I went to art school there.  I am a Native/Mexican American.

CT:  As an artist, can you describe the work that you create?

UL:  The Majority of my work comes from my dreams and the subconscious, that other spiritual realm that most people don’t pay attention to.  I try to write down all of my dreams and create images from them. I also use all forms of meditation to influence my work, from fasting, sun gazing, prayer and psychedelic rituals. This is the spiritual side of my work but I also spend a lot of time watching news and current events, not only on TV & newspapers but also the Internet. I compare articles from different countries, independent and mainstream newspapers and bring about a conclusion of closer truth, and then I create political art from this. I try to create a voice that is a little rawer with truth trough my images; I stopped making art years ago though all I make now is art history. But both my spiritual and political work is intertwined. The world is one, everything is connected.

CT:  How did the concept to "destroy" a Picasso piece come about? Was it carefully planned or was it spontaneous?

UL:  The year 2012 was very chaotic for America and for the world, Like I said my work is influenced from all this mayhem, I meditated for so long trying to come up with an image of power and symbology. The image of the Conquista in particular came directly from a lucid dream. Once I obtained the image of the bullfighter slaying the golden bull with the all Seeing Eye, I began to plan the heist. It took about 2 months to completely plan everything; I drew blueprints, counted guards, created exit strategies, etc. It was like a hacker stealing classified information. My plan was never to destroy the Picasso painting, if I wanted to destroy it I would have slashed it with a knife or poured acid on it. The whole point was to leave a message to create a voice and spark another fire against this NEW WORLD ORDER. Believe me I know about paint, I am a professional; I knew that the painting would be easily restored.

CT:  Obviously you pissed off a lot of people. At the same time you suddenly had lots of attention on you & your work. Was that the idea from the beginning or did it accidentally happen that way?

UL:  Not everyone was pissed off, some people were very happy with what I did, many strangers clapped @ my actions & and continue to do so. Most of the people who were hating on me where so called “artists” who have never been able to break the veil of success. I did not know the future, I did not know that galleries would take interest in my art, especially not the world renown museum “The Palace of Fine Arts, MACG” in Mexico city.  When those things began to happen, I was skeptical because I thought that the museum and galleries were working with the F.B.I. and U.S. Marshalls.  But after some research I found out those opportunities were legit, so I welcomed them.  This helped me spread the message further. CT:  What's the deal with your solo art show in Houston following the incident? Apparently you were on a live video feed from Mexico. Can you tell me about that? Also, I heard some of your own artwork was destroyed.

UL:  James Art Gallery gave me a solo show in Houston; James Perez has been a friend of mine for several years. Ironically the title of the show was “ Houston, we have a problem”.  We promoted the event saying that I was going to show up at the event, I had been a fugitive for several months & already there was a $15,000 reward for me, so I knew that the cops were going to show up, but we tricked those pigs.  As you know I was there but through live video feed “Skype”.  I was logged in from an ice cream shop in Monterrey, Mexico.  I gave several interviews and said hello to all the people that attended the show.  My work was not destroyed, James and me invited all the local graffiti writers we could find and let them tag whatever they wanted on several of my paintings. The whole point of this was to show the art community that art is not about paintings but rather the message. Fuck the paintings, this is what Picasso would say “Art is a lie that enables us to see truth” For example The Guernica was not about making a pretty painting but rather transmitting the message of the horrors of genocide and war. Art is a weapon, painting and drawing is secondary to the true purpose of the art tool.  So I don’t care if people tag or graffiti my work, what matters is the message I convey. 

CT:  I definitely feel like you have a message that you're trying to convey. What are you all about, what's all this about?

UL:  First of all fuck the NEW WORLD ORDER, once more; I did this for the people who are tired of being treated like slaves. The Conquista was an artistic metaphor with much symbology.  A lot of the art community successfully digested the message although the reactions were diverse. I stenciled a bullfighter killing a bull with the word Conquista below it with spray paint in color gold on a 1929 Picasso painting. It was a lot of work to pull the heist but all the details are another story.  This graffiti was a form of protest/activism against the government and the corrupt church, who continue to abuse their power of imperial rape. A way to tell the people conquer your fear and stand up for injustice. There was much civil unrest all around the globe in the year 2012, the year of the conquista.  Remember the Occupy movement?  The anonymous organization, the immigrant protests in Arizona, and Wikileaks?  And even after I turned myself in to the authorities, it continued with Edward Snowden and the unraveling of the N.S.A. surveillance, abusing their power to infringe in our privacy. The word Conquista is my artist name, it is also the Spanish word for conquer, in reference to the conquistadores and the Spanish inquisition, the biggest unrecognized genocide in the world, because of gold and greed, “Capitalism in its cradle”. Those who converted the natives into Christianity through murder and rape, those same characters who are now looked upon like heroes such as Christopher Columbus. The word Conquista is also in reference to so many innocent kids who got raped by priest who went unpunished because pope Benedict XVI protected them by sending them to the Vatican and granting them political asylum. This was so controversial that the pope had to resign. Conquista is also in reference to the immigration reform and the dream act that president Obama promised and never fulfilled. My people my culture and my family is bullied around society because of the color of our skin because of racism and discrimination. Just look at the laws in Arizona, its as if its still the 1960s in that state. Discriminating against immigrants when in fact the only non-immigrants are the natives/Hispanics, my people. Nobody ever asked any conquistador for a passport or green card, how was this fucking hypocrisy born?  What the fuck is going on? All this seems like a big joke, nobody in power cares to make a positive difference; they are worried about policing the world and selling guns. This is the history that I have begun to convert into my story. The majority of native culture/archeology is now displayed in museums throughout Europe as trophies of genocide, and thus disables the Hispanic community to truly understand their history & culture, because that art is not in its native land. I cannot bring back all the art that was stolen by the conquistadors but I can create new history. New art, so that is what I did for my people. The golden bull represents the stock market, wall street, gold, money being idolized, The federal reserve, the biggest deceiving ponzi scheme that enslaves us all, and the president & government working for wall street banksters instead of the people. The golden bull also represents Picasso “ the Art Beast”, he who understood that art is not a painting or a drawing but rather a political tool to educate and influence the form of thinking of the masses. I am the bullfighter inspired by Picasso to use the art tool, doing the daring move to kill the golden beast. Conquering Picasso in his own game. Fighting against this whole corrupt system. The bullfighting culture and Picasso are both originally from Spain and this is the irony of a Native Mexican American conquering a Spaniard.

CT:  Whoa, thats heavy.  You were just released from jail for what you did, that's fucking crazy.  How long were you locked up?

UL:  I was in prison for 21 months, almost 2 years.

CT:  What were you thinking about while in prison? Any new concepts or artwork created during that time?

UL:  I was a prisoner before I went to prison, but it was in that dark cold place, in that cage, when I was hungry, when I meditated, that I understood what freedom was.  If your mind is free they can never imprison you. The power of the third eye is limitless, the universe is born from it. I created over 100 paintings and thousands of drawings. I will soon publish all these works online and I will exhibit them in a prison series for my next Art show. My force of creation has only gotten stronger.

CT:  What's next for you?

UL:  I am organizing my next event.  I will soon publish the date and details.  I am also in the process of publishing a book about the entire story, all the things I could not say because of lawful repercussions, how I pulled the heist (it was some oceans 11 shit) and also my life as a fugitive.

CT:  How can we follow you and see how this evolves?

UL:  I’m always accessible through Facebook that is the social media of my choice, but I also have twitter, instagram, pinterest, photobucket, vine, we heart it and email of course. Or just watch the news or Google me.

CT:  Best of luck to you!  Anything else you want to add?

UL:  Yea I just want to give a shout out to everyone out there trying to provoke and stimulate a positive change in the world, all those free hugs people, all the honest police and every activist who has put their life in danger for the benefit of the community, especially Edward Snowden, thank you.

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[mydearsaddiary]

Little curiosity notes: Hey guys! We’re on chapter 9 now! If everything goes according to plan the story will end in the next chapter! I might do an additional short epilogue after, but the plan is only to continue until chapter 10! Thank you so much for reading until here and as always: Feel free to reach out!

Thank you!

Candy (08/20/2020)

Neil Chapter 9 part 1- First, do no harm

1933

-Cliff- I said as I walked from the back room of the diner I helped to manage now- you’re running low on soda, you know!

-Geez- He said, finishing up cleaning a table and running towards me- I’m awful with this inventory stuff ya know, MC. Mind seeing everything we’re missing?

I smiled, gently hitting him on the head with the papers I was holding- Glad to help.

-Neil coming in today? Just got his new bourbon stash this morning!

-Im sure he’ll pop by later when the nanny is home. How’s everything going with you?

-It’s fine, me and Jane just moved in together- He crossed his arms , blushing a little and giving me that big smile of his.

-So you finally settled down. Next thing you know you’ll have little Conways running around the place

-Maybe in a few years- He turned around when somebody called his name- Alright, duty calls. Have fun in there!

-I always have- I waved at him and returned the back room to count our stock, manage prices, and do basically everything I did at the Ice Box. I enjoyed doing the same job alongside the same people without having the risk. Our past evolved into a better future than most of what the other mob bosses had.

Suddenly, I heard the lock click. My initial shock soon turned into dark memories I wanted to forget. Impulsively I tried open the door only to find out I was actually locked in

-Hey...! Hey!- I knocked on the door- Hey, let me out! Somebody locked me in- I wasn’t scared of enclosed places. It was the sound of the lock clicking and the inability to open it from the inside that haunted me.

I hated being locked in.

-MC- The door opened after a few knocks. Vince was there- Sorry, just came in and thought somebody left it open

-It’s alright-My cheeks were colored red, but besides that I kept my posture- I’ll just do the inventory outside

1926

I opened my eyes, waking up from my sleep. I could feel no sign of light besides the faint, artificial one. I sighed heavily realizing nothing had changed. In my new found experience, not being in the sun for three weeks messes with you head. It makes you tired and empty. A crippling force tells you to accept your fate to remain there.

I sat up, only to find Vera already awake on the mattress besides mine- Did you check the day today?- I asked

-Yeah. The holidays are approaching fast. How are you?

I rubbed my stomach which now had started to show more. Vera had asked the mayor, in one of the times he came in, for new clothes. She had some in the bedroom they used to share. It was refreshing to say the least and her clothes, that were slightly bigger on me, helped me hide my condition from him. It was a light and loose salmon colored shirt that went down until my hip, and a beige skirt that went to my calf, along with white stockings. It was nothing I’d normally wear, but I wasn’t in the position to be picky.

-I feel fine- I said- I don’t feel too sick anymore. I haven’t gotten any movements yet

-How far along are you?

-Hm... I went to the doctor last month... Must be around 13 or 14 weeks.

-It’s still early. Mine didn’t move until about 17 weeks

I looked at her, genuinely surprised- You have kids?

-Oh yes, Frank and I have our children. They’re all grown and moved on to different parts of the country. My oldest one is a little older than you.

-What’s her name?

-His, actually. His name is Robert. He’s 21 now, he got a job out west and comes back to visit when he can.

-Who are the others?

-Oh, May is 18. She’s with her aunt in Florida. I sent her when things got too complicated here. She wouldn’t listen to us.

I chuckled- I know how she feels.

-Then there’s Matt. He’s 16.

-What’s going on with Matt?

-He’s in New York as an apprentice to his grandfather. My ex-husband’s dad. He wants to teach him how to run the business he owns

-Seems like they’ve got it all figured out

-Yes. Well, I know the feeling of having your first kid. I was but a bit older than you are right now. Although- She pointed to her surroundings- I had a more adequate stay

I laughed, but there was no humor in my voice- Adler’s gonna bring our city down under his total power if we don’t do something

-You don’t think your men are trying to save you or figure it out?

-Trying is the key word. Vince...-I sighed, with a heavy heart- Well, Adler shot him... He must be dead right now. That means Cliff and Uncle Charlie must be a mess. On top of it, for my uncle, there’s the fact that I disappeared. That also messes with Neil who, I can’t even imagine what he must be feeling but it’s nothing good. Then Donovan isn’t close enough with them to put everybody’s head together. Julius, Cleo, Sofia and Andrew... Im sure they’re trying to help but...- I sighed- I’m the head of the Ice Box. Im the queen on the chess board. They need me- I said as I realized it myself- I can’t spend any more time waiting for something to happen or counting days.

-You already tried everything, remember?

-Not everything- I got up, exercising my need to move my legs- You know Adler’s schedule better than anyone. When is he out for a long time?

-He’s always at the office from noon to six on weekdays.

-Then thats our time to escape. We’ll wait an hour just to be sure, then leave.

-Yes, but you’re leaving out the important part— How are we gonna leave?

-Last night, before I went to bed, I was looking around your things to see if I could find something useful

-You went through my stuff?!-She said visibly irritated

-If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have found this- I opened my hand to show her the few bobby pins I had in my possession

-How is pinning your hair up helping us?

-Oh Vera, dig a little deeper. It’s for opening the door. I can pick it!

-With those? I think you might be a little too optimistic

-Thankfully- I said cheering up- I had plenty of training sneaking back in my house, and hiding from Momma and Poppa. I have yet to meet a lock that could stop me.

She looked at me for a few seconds and sighed- Alright, I’ll bite. One in the afternoon then.

-Thats right!-I hid it once I heard the door open. They were bringing breakfast down.

____

We heard Adler leave. We heard everything until there was nothing else to hear. The anticipation was so overwhelming that when Vera’s little clock hit twelve-thirty, we were on out way up the stairs.

I got two bobby pins and started to work on unlocking the door. In a few minutes, it clicked and it opened right up to the now dark living room

-You know- She whispered- For the three weeks you were here, you could’ve tried that sooner.

-I didn’t know you had these!- I whispered too, but in an angrier tone- And you’re welcome!

I pushed the door out slowly, as if someone would head. The dark immensity of the house spread before my eyes. Without a single soul there it seemed peaceful, but in a way that unsettled you, like something was waiting to jump out from the dark. The negativity soon disappeared as I got lost in my thoughts for a second and walked over to the big window, letting the sun hit my face. The warmth of the natural light, warmed up my heart along with it. The joy of finally breaking free made me forget for an instant I had to walk out the front door.

-Miss Granger, let’s go!-Vera hurried me up

-Yeah, right- I walked up to the front of the house. By the door there was a table. I noticed keys on top of it- This is for his Ford, isn’t it?- I grabbed them-Nifty! We just got out escape vehicle

-I can’t drive- She looked at me uncertain

-Well, I’ve been learning- I replied opening the door- Now, let’s scram

___

I had to go through two Fords to find the one the keys belonged too, within myself we could taste the flavor of freedom.

Opening the door, I made my way in. It was then everything was ruined by a single shot that went right through the window on my side. When I looked back, Adler stood a few yards away with a gun aimed in my direction, along with his two goons.

-Go, Vera! Inside!-I yelled at the top of my lungs closing my door and turning on the car. I stepped on the gas and went as fast as the car would allow me to.

Soon, down the streets of Chicago we went. The bright sun and the streets filled with people would normally be cause for celebration, but my currently situation prevented me from enjoying it. I heard more shots coming our way and noticed that Adler was following us in his own car

To make everything better, Vera was freaking out in the passenger seat

-Woaaaaaaaaah, be careeeful! Waaaait, you’re going tooooo faaaaast!

-Vera!- I yelled back, driving and swerving as much as my experience would allow- If I don’t drive fast he’s gonna catch up to us—Ah!- I yelped when another shot came right in between us, making a hole in the windshield

-You’re gonna kills uuuus!-Her voice got louder and more annoying- I’m not ready to die!- She continued, letting out her “Oh!”s And “Oh my god!”s And her loud screams that were worse than the shots for me. At this point, I tried my best to ignore them since our lives depended on it

She yelled even louder when his car bumped into our rear and sent our bodies forward. I heard continuous shots that shattered our windows and I couldn’t go any faster. I had to think of something quickly, but all the stimulation from the outside made the task harder.

That’s when I saw it and hope ushered back into me. The little red convertible from the corner of my eyes, driving right ahead of us. Vince drove with ease on the wheel, while, surprisingly, our most experienced shooter, Donovan, fired back in the mayor’s direction from the passenger seat.

Seeing them, I let out a relieved little laugh. Fear was substituted with the urge to go faster, so I gained some distance on them. On the other side the trusty green Studebaker had Cliff, Uncle Charlie and Julius in it. Cliff drove, Uncle tried to steal glances my way, and Julius had a pistol, and helped Donovan by firing back. Sometimes Vince would keep one hand on the wheel and use pearl to fire as well. What I thought was going to be hell quickly turned into an exhilarating thrill.

And then, time slowed down as a third car showed up. The darker colored vehicle that belong not just to any man, but to the man I had longed to see all this time— Neil Dresner. I recognized the car but I couldn’t see him since he drove ahead of me. It might seem silly, but the importance of that moment couldn’t be just understood, it had to be felt. The whole world brightened up again just to know he was near. I knew then I wasn’t alone, and I never would be again.

And then everything came back to me in a second, when Vera’s shouting became deafening and another shot came right by us

-We’re going to die! Jesus!- She kept having her panic attacks

-MC!-I heard a voice from Vince in his car- To the docks! Go to the docks!

I nodded, better now that I had a direction in mind,so I sped up towards my new destination.

The city passed by us in a blur, I didn’t allow myself to focus on anything else but getting there. I’m sure everyone else had a plan and in my mind I started formulating the beginning of my own.

I turned into the road that led to the docks and swerving the car faster than it could handle, I stopped abruptly, hitting a few of the many giant boxes piled around, ready to be transported. The side of the car caved in, but we came out unscathed in the front

-What are you thinking?! We could have died! We could hav-

-Vera!- I yelled, looking at her, panting. The adrenaline hadn’t left my body and I knew it wouldn’t for a long time- you’re a chatter-mag bitch- I said in an unusual calm tone, still trying to catch my breath

-Excuse me?-She gave me that look she usually did when she disapproved of something

I was going to reply, but then I heard a car and shots again- Go Vera! Out of the car!- I pushed her out her way and pulled her to hide behind the boxes laid out nearby.

I heard more tires and assumed my gang had arrived to rescue us. I smiled realizing I was right when I saw Vince throwing me my trusty revolver- Let’s take car of em, boss.

-Don’t call me that- I grabbed it, feeling an immense power I hadn’t felt in a long time. I pointed it to my target, my enemies, those who sided with Adler...

...And fired.

Part 2: https://mydearsaddiary.tumblr.com/post/627009903803990016/speakeasy-tonight-fanfic-neil-season-3-chapter-10

#voltage usa #speakeasy tonight #voltage amemix #voltage inc #voltage #voltage games #lovestruck #lovestruck voltage #neil dresner #vince moretti

[supergirlimagine]

Lost & Found pt. 5

Heeeeey Guys! Alright so this has been Real! I had the best time working on this with the one and only @baked-bean-bekah! So this will be MY last Part for this Series. She’ll be leading us out with the final Part sometime next Week! Be excited! I Really enjoyed putting this together and thanks to everyone who showed us some love! We really appreciate it and are Glad you guys liked it, we shall see how this ends! Thats it from me✌🏽

Thanks for Reading🖤

The DEO is busy with Agents and IT personal scattering around. The latest attack had everyone on high Alert. In the Middle of it all, Maggie stands with Alex and Supergirl, looking at the Screen in Silence. A Picture of you was pulled up. A scared young child with a lost expression in her eyes, your baggy hospital gown making you look way to thin. You held up a sign that read: Subject 9473. Alex breaks the Silence.

"Brainy. Find Project Shockwave and tell me about it."

"I am not sure if we can access said File, Director Danvers. It seems to have been filled away as..Classified.”

"Then find a way, Agent Dox.", her order left no Room for argument.

Brainy ducked his head and works his fingers over the Tablet for a Few Seconds, just like that, the File showes up on the Screen. He starts rattling of the Details.

"Project Shockwave. A Cadmus experimental trial which had its Participants, from an unknown Planet of Origin, compete against each other to test their Strength and Stamina. The goal of the Program was to understand and then Convert the Subjects Abilities as a use for an never exhausting Power Source, meant for all Electronical Devices. Ultimately, the creation of Weapons with electricity currents, that would be stronger than any Man made machine, would come to be. Although, it looks like the Test Subjects were unable to meet the criteria in all but one cases and deceased shortly after Initiation of the Program. The dissection of the Subjects proved that...-"

"Okay. We get it." Maggie cuts him off, having heard enough.

"What about Y/N?"

Brainy lookes at her confused. She cleares her throat and shifts uncomfortably.

"Subject..9473?", she clarifies.

"Oh, yes. It looks like this Test Subjects was brought into the Programm as a young Child and was monitored and tested throughout Adolescence. Said Subject is known to Produce large amounts of Energy, which were successfully converted into Electricity. With excessive testing and training, the subject was later able to change it's monocular structure and Teleporte through any Electrical current. For safety reason, the Subject was held in Isolation. Held in a Glass Cell, surrounded by Water as it was one of the few ways to disciple the Subject. Power blocked devices were placed around it's Wrists at all times. Furthermore,..-"

"That's Enough. Thank you.", Alex cut him off this time, starting to feel sick to her stomach.

They hade somewhat of an Idea of what had happened to you, but were never able to get the full story. You had refused to tell all of it and they decided to stop pushing.

"Get the Alpha Team ready. We are moving out."

Without spearing another glance, Alex turned around and headed for the Armory. Supergirl close on her toes, determination strong in her features.

"Danvers! Wait." Maggie caught up with a few quick steps.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

She whipped around quickly and looked at her Finance.

"I'm going to do what I should have done a long time ago! I'm taking down Cadmus and then finding Y/N."

She made a move to leave again, when Maggie grabbed her Arm.

"Wow. Hey, Stop. You don't even have a Plan or any Clue on where to start. Let's think this through!"

Alex started getting irritated.

"No! Listen, Sawyer. I don't care! All they do is hurt People and use them for their own gain. I'm so sick of it! This ends tonight!"

Emotions were running high and Maggie matched her frustration.

"There is no point in running in there blind! You are going to get yourself hurt! Lets take a step back. I know you’re angry..-"

"I'm not Angry, Maggie! Im furious! They hurt the People I care about! Y/N is out there alone right now and probably terrified! If you would've just..-"

Maggie let go of the Brunettes arm and looked at her with raised Eyebrows.

"If I would have what, Danvers?"

"If you would have just stayed behind with her! Like I told you to!" Alex was close to shouting at this point and heavy Silence followed her Outburst.

Immediately, Alex felt guilty as the hurt expression crossed over her Lovers Face. She avoided her eyes in Shame and continued in a low voice.

"I'm Sorry. No, this is not your fault in any way. Its Just..If I would've been better and faster and paid more attention to her. I'm supposed to be the Director. I'm supposed to know these things. This is on me. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to let my anger out on you."

Maggies facial expression softened and she pulled Alex to the side when she saw her eyes starting to water.

"Hey, Alex. This is not anybodies fault, especially not yours. We will get her back and we will get justice, but not like this. I can't lose you too. Please."

Alex looked up now and stepped closer to Maggie, almost whispering the next words.

"I know you’re right..I'm just.. I'm scared''

Maggie tilted her head to the side, flashing her Dimples with a sad smile.

"I know, Babe. Me too."

--

It's been two Days since the Attack and two Days of you being back on the streets. You had not eaten or slept. You were constantly looking over your shoulder, frightened by every small noise. Using you Powers after such a long time had taken a lot out of you, but you couldn't afford to rest just yet and debating your next steps wasn't an easy task. Your brain was telling you to get out of town, leave this Place behind and find somewhere far away where they wouldn't be able to get to you. But there was a tightness in your chest, a hollow feeling creeped through your veins at the thought of leaving this City behind. You had never felt this before, like there was something that had made you want to hold on. You let out a sigh at the realization of how much you missed them. That's what this Felling was. You wanted nothing more than to go back Home and cry in their Arms and never leave their sides again, but that would be too dangerous. What if Cadmus found you there or worst yet, punish them for helping you? You had never felt this torn, because for the first Time since you could remember, you felt like there was something worth fighting for, like you had a chance at a happy and normal Life. Letting to ine good thing in your Life go just seemed like something you couldn't handle. The Rain was coming down heavy and you were trying to find cover in some Alleyway. Just as you were rounding the corner you saw a Tall Man towering over a frightened Young Woman. He was yelling at her.

"Give me your Purse! Now!"

She handed it over and you saw a Knife clutched in his fist, as he went through her Stuff. For a split second you wanted to turn around and just walk away, but that's not what Maggie and Alex would do. They are Heroes and they help People, so you should do the same.

"Hey!", you yelled and started to run towards the Guy.

He turned around just in time to see your eyes start to glow and Electricity forming in your Hands. He looked at you wide eyed, dropped the Purse and ran in the other Direction. You came to a stop in front of the scared woman, not thinking it was worth it to chase after the Guy. When you bent down to gather her Belongings and hand them back to her, you suddenly heard a voice yell behind you.

"NCPD! Freeze!"

You stoop up and turned around with the Purse in your Hand, this was bad.

"No!" You looked at the Officer with a shocked expression, understanding what this must look like.

You still had the woman's Purse in a tight grip and your eyes where glowing a pale blue, sparks still running along your finger tips.

"I'm helping!" You yelled back through the Rain.

The gun remained pointed in your direction so you turned and looked at the Lady, pleading with your eyes to back up your story, but all she did was stare at you in Horror.

"Keep those arms up!", the wavering Voice of the Officer made you turn your Head back around.

"I'm going to come over there an put these cuffs on you!" He reached behind him and pulled out a heavy set of cuffs.

You knew those and knew they would dampen your Powers.

"Please! Listen me..-"

"No! Just keep you Mouth Shut and no sudden Movements or I WILL shoot!", He mostly kept his composure, but it wasn't hard to tell that he was new and probably just as nervous and scared as you were right now.

You choose to not push any further, you could see this going sideways. The Cop slowly walked over to you, gun still raised and pointed forward, the Rain around you making it hard to see. The Lady standing off to your side finally seemed to snap back into her surrounding. She made a move forward and tried to make the Officer understand that this was all one big Misunderstanding. The sudden movement startled you enough to look around and put one arm out to let her know you had it handled. The next part happened so fast, you are not even sure it happened at all.

"I said don't move!" thats the last thing you heard before the deafening sound of a gun shot rang through the Allyway. The familiar sensation of Pain ran up your Leg, before the ground came up to meet you.

--

"Sawyer?" Maggies voice came out raspy and heavy with sleep.

They had been up for the most part of the last couple days. Looking for you and for a way to take down Cadmus and get you back safely. It was around 3 am now and they had just fallen asleep on the couch, surrounded by research and anything else that could help them.

"What?" She was standing just half a second later.

Fully awake now as Alex was slowly opening her eyes.

"Where is she?!" She raised her voice and Alex was at her side this time around already, trying her best at listening in on the Phone Call.

"What?? What do you mean she..- You know what! Nevermind We'll be there in 15min."

She hung up her Phone and walked over to the Front Door, where Alex was already putting on her shoes.

"Who was that? Where is she? Is she ok?"

She asked as she handed her Finance her coat.

"That was my work." Alex was just as confused as Maggie now.

"She's at the NCPD extraterrestrial Holding Cells."

They both shared a look and rushed out the Door, everything else forgotten.

--

You sit on one of the benches inside a small basement Cell. Your hands still locked in those awful Handcuffs behind your back. The bullet had only grazed your leg and it bleed a little bit, but they had wrapped it up with some gauze and had you sit down and wait for...you don't really know what you were waiting for. All you know is you were cold. You still had your clothes on which were damp from the rain and stuck to your body in an uncomfortable way. This was not how you thought this Night would have gone. Suddenly, a familiar voice cuts you out of your thoughts and you perk up to see where its coming from, your heart suddenly racing. It sounded like the quick steps were coming from just around the Corner.

"Where is that Rookie?! He freaking SHOOT her?? What the Hell is going on here?"

The Officer who had fired at you stood up from his Chair outside the Cell where he was watching up. You heard him gulp as he straightens up and braces himself.

"Please. Detective, we need you to calm down."

They were getting closer.

"Don't tell me to calm down right now! Just get me to her!"

You looked up just as they rounded the corner and your eyes immediately lock with Maggies, which made her she stop in her tracks. Alex was close behind her and you heard her sigh in Relief, when she saw you sitting there. The world stopped for a second as the three of you just stared at each other.

"Open the Cell.", Maggies voice came out calmer, but still not with the same amount of Compassion it usually carries.

"I'm sorry Detective. There are protocols. She's dangerous and I can't just..-"

The Rookies next words were cut off by him being slammed against the Wall behind him. He had at least half a foot on Maggie, but she was still holding him against the Wall, her Forearm pressed against his throat.

"Listen Buddy! You are going to open this Cell for me. Right. Now." Her voice was low and dangerous, there is fire in her eyes.

"I suggest you don't say another Word. I'm not even close to being done dealing with you for shooting at my kid! You don't even want to know what you got coming if you don't open this damn Door!"

She let go of him and he looked at her with wide eyes, too scared to even move.

"NOW!"

He stuttered out a quick 'Yes Ma'am' before stumbeling over to the Door and fumbling to unlock it. The second it was open, Alex rushed inside and wrapped you in her arms.

"Oh my god! Y/N! I'm so sorry! I should've look after you better! I'm so glad you're alright!" She pulled back and held your face between her hands, forcing eye contacts as she clarified.

"You're alright, yes?" Hey eyes drifting to your wrapped leg.

You nod and can't help but lean into her touch. You close your eyes and smile a little. You never thought you'd ever miss another's Persons touch, but you sure had.

"What happened Y/N? Why didn't you come back?", Her voice sounded hurt and you tried to sit up and reassure her, but the cuffs made moving around hard.

"Take them off." Maggie was standing slightly behind Alex and had her arms crossed over her chest.

She had barely finished her sentence when the Rookie came over and had you unlocked. Alex now gave you a proper Hug and you could feel the love and worry radiating off her. You looked over her shoulder and locked eyes with Maggie, dread made it's way into your stomach when you weren't able to read her expression.

"Give us some Space." She instructed without breaking your eye contact.

The Rookie and other Officer, that had led them down there, were out ther so quickly, you were sure they were the ones with Power. Maggie finally seemed to Relax. Alex let you go and started to examine your Leg, not caring about the protest that you were giving. It was silent for far to long for your liking and you started to get anxious. A single Light bulb was hanging from the ceiling of the Cell, it flickered and your eyes shot over to it. For a split second, you thought about just zooming out of there.

"Don't." Maggies voice was still sharp, but also soft and it held no venom, like it had with her Colleges.

You turned your head in her direction, ashamed that she knew what you were thinking of.

"You hate me now?" It was meant as a question, but came out more like a statement.

"No! Y/N..That's not." The detective let out a heavy sigh and moved closer to you, kneeling down to be eye level and put her hand on your thigh.

"I'm just worried. You were gone and we had no Idea where you were or if you were Okay."

Alex looked up from where she was making sure your Leg was fine and the bleeding was controlled.

"We were so worried about you.", she added to the conversation.

"I'm sorry. Had to leave. Too Dangerous for you." You look at them with watery eyes, the events from the last couple Days finaly catching up with you.

"I'm....My Powers", you almost spat that word, hating what it made you.

"My Powers are Bad, like me. I'm Bad Person", it came out broken and just above a whisper.

There was no need to hide anything from the two of them anyways, they would always know.

"No! Hey..Don't say that Y/N!" Maggie picked up your Chin and made you look at her.

"You are not Bad. You are one of the smartest, funniest and kidest People I’ve ever meet! Even after everything this World has done to you, you still give it so much Love. Its amazing to witness and be a part of. You are good, you have a good Heart. Just because you have these gifts, doesn't mean you are bad."

Alex was holding your Hand and nodding along with what Maggie was saying.

"She's right. For the short amount of time I was lucky enough to have you in my Life, you have only made it brighter."

Tears were making their way down your Face.

"You mean it?"

"Yes. Of course we do. And Y/N..It's okay to be scared sometimes, but you don't have to run anymore. You don’t have to be guarded. I was scared too when you were gone, but as long as we all stay together, we’ll be fine. I promise you. Forever."

---

You guys had finally made it home. You were unsure if you should've gone with them at first, but that was out of the question for them. Some more protest followed as Alex stitches up your Leg and you were now laying half on Top of her and fast asleep on the couch. She was playing with your Hair and was softly soothing you everytime you flinched our let out a whimper in your sleep. A comfortable silence was in the Air.

"So...", Alex looked up at Maggie with a knowing smirk, her hand never stopping the soft motions over your head.

The brunette was sitting at your Feet and was Knee deep in Files that was spread out across the Table. They still had to find a way to stop Cadmus.

"What, Danvers?" She didn't have to look up, to know exactly what Alex was playing at.

"Your kid, huh?" Maggie stopped writing and put down her Pen to look at the two of you.

Her features immediately softening at the sight. The quick, witty comeback dying on her lips, as she took in the scene in front of her. This was Perfect and everything she never knew she wanted.

"Yeah.” She reached over you and grabbed Alex hand, letting the Moment take over, nothing but love in her eyes.

“She’s ours.”

Alex gave her Hand a soft Kiss and looked down at your sleeping face and nodded.

"She sure is."

A frown took over her Face, thinking of what they were facing next.

"What if they take her?”

"Hey. No, don't worry. They won't. I will fight with everything I have for our Family. I know you will do the same."

Maggie made sure her Tone showed Alex how serious she was about this.

"Yes. I’m oing to be right there next to you.”

Alex whispered as she moved some stray hairs from your exhausted Face.

____________

@thatcrazybookwormgeek @mysterious-teen-blogger

#supergirl #supergirl imagine #supergirl x reader #alex danvers #alex danvers x reader #maggie sawyer #maggie sawyer x reader #reader interactive #sanvers

[godsandspirits]

Tutting Magick (A.K.A. Hand Gesture Magick)

So I want to start off with saying that Tutting Magick was exposed to me via pop culture, however it does have its history in religious studies as well. The purpose of this post is to create a starting point for useful Tutting Magick discussions as well as form a foundation for the theme of Tutting Magick.  I think Tutting Magick has a wide range of uses, and I can understand why it would not also be used by some.  Firstly lets go over what Tutting is. Tutting is essentially hand dance movements. These movements can flow or they can “pop” (think of Pop/hip-hop style dances with your digits). 

Now we cross apply this to the fact that hand gestures have power. Buddha, Jesus, and other significant religious figures are sometimes depicted in the “Orator” pose, which is a pose that symbolizes the person depicted is giving a message. Religious figures are not the only ones to use these hand gestures. There is significant text which depicts different hand settings for meditations (Like how Aang folds his hands when he meditates). Given these significances hand gestures become living sigils. Now what does this mean in terms of magick?

Well, think of Naruto and the Jutsu hand forms. The forms are strung together to channel chakras/energies to perform a desired outcome. However, my goal for Tutting magick is a less abrasive approach to this. 

Now we get into the Why this is a practical approach to magick. Basically the 

Pros. 

Useful for:

Those who have a hard time with visualizations

Those who are mute, cant speak, or cant loudly invocate. 

Those who are deaf

Those who already practice dance/music magick

Those with short attention spans/cant focus/add/adhd

Those who cant openly practice or don’t have a safe space to practice.

Those who know sign language 

Those who are poor or burdened and can't afford witchy items

Additionally:

Hand positions could signify runes, herbs, plants, and/or a combination of all three depending on the spell or situation.

Can go as fast or slow as one would like, there is no set pace.

Energy is conjured by movement, and it creates a flow of intention

If one solely practices this craft, the need for items decreases as the hands can be used to represent whats needed for in spells.

Alright so thats a bit of good things, and I have thought about the negative aspect of this.

Cons

Those missing fingers/arms/hands would have a harder time with this practice.

Movements are hard to document

Creating and converting spells would be tricky

Alright, so now we have reached the How aspect. My approach to this is strange to say the least. The system I’d like to implement is two forms of gestures with three tiers of difficulty each. There would be the forms that are representative of a rune, herb, object, etc and forms for transitioning so the Tutting is able to flow. The reason for tiers is, quite simply: to be able to approach this from a novice level, and to control the strength of spells. The more effort and complicated the tutting gets the more energy that is invested and ideally more powerful the spells would be, that's not to say simple finger tuts cant do the same thing, its based on effort. 

Now as far as spell conversions go there are a number of ways to do this. If one created a spell with runes, then they would use the tuts and transition tuts associated with the runes instead of writing the runic wish on paper. In the case of a simple spell one could tut the listed ingredients with a final tut ending the spell and invocation, and one could/should chant a verbal spell along side that. The alternative is to translate the spell into tuts associated with the words in a very simple form. 

A few shitty examples(An X marks a transition Tut):

In regards to the runic spells, i.e. writing your intentions or wishes in runes. This can work for both rune sigils and rune sentences. For the rune below one would do tuts like this: (Tut of Ingwaz)x(Tut of Isa)x(Tut of Ingwaz)

With a spell that involves complexity with items, one could take a spell that has Basil, Lavender, Chamomile, and a blue candle with an incantation of “Blue candle, blue heart, make my car start! So mote it be” (These are really awful examples bear with me). So basically as mentioned above there are two ways to go about this. 

First way: Tut this - (Basil Tut)x(Lavender Tut)x(Chamomile Tut)x(Invocation Tut), While chanting “Blue candle, blue heart, make my car start! So mote it be” 

Second way:  Tut this - (Basil Tut)x(Lavender Tut)x(Chamomile Tut)x(Blue Tut)x(Heart Tut)x(Tut to represent start or beginning)x(Moting Tut)x(Spell ending tut)

From here on out my intention is to create a sort of Dictionary for various Tut correspondences. A lot of Tuts will fall under similar things. For instance The Run Ingwaz is also associated with the colour Orange, the element of Fire, and the black moon. In that respect I may decide that a single Tut could encompass all of this. Similarly if I wanted to get more specific I would make different/more complicated Tuts. So a separate Tut just for the black moon would be tier three Tut. So to speak.  Alright I have reached the end, I look forward to feedback, input, and advice!

-Oliver 

#mine #Tutting #Tuts #tut #magick #magic #witchcraft #witch #witch craft #hand gesture magick #hand gesture magic #hand #gesture

[thesquidwizard]

I was told reading  Philosophical problems with blah blah blah would answer why making 500 genders would solve gender stereotypes I am petty and affable so I read it

If you want my opinions and my mind slowly melting i am kindly putting this under a read more cuz its fucking long as shit

the TLDR is : this drivel doesnt mention the problems of gender stereotypes or neogenders at all its just some guy wanking on why women need to give up their spaces because he thinks their wrong and annoying ( Kathleen Stock especially)

I’d love to @ you lake-lady, but you blocked me for thought crimes and im to lazy to try to get around that ( if you actually read this before recommending it to me, you are very very strong and very very brainwashed)

the first 14 paragraphs are circle talk "GC feminists are wrong, i will prove their wrong, they think "this" it is wrong ill prove its wrong etc etc etc" if you survive that that, They focus on Kathleen Stock in their words "Stock presents an articulate, relatively comprehensive, and moderate form of gender-critical feminism" first: If Margie’s self-diagnosis (“I’m a boy”) is questioned by the therapist, the therapist can be construed as . . . “converting” . . . a trans child to a “cis” one. If, on the other hand, Margie’s self-diagnosis is affirmed unquestioningly, the therapist is effectively failing to affirm Margie in a sexual orientation of lesbianism; something which also looks like conversion by omission. (Stock, 2018e) -They spend 5 paragraphs explaining why Stocks hypothetical girl^ isnt converted to male heterosexualness by transitioning, and not affirming Marges Gender identity is Dangerous They do not address Stocks ACTUAL concern that Gender Affirming Therapy without any kind of therapy and research on GNC and SSA children is conversion by omission because it doesnt take into account if these feelings stem from gender stereotypes and homophobia. Stocks is not concerned that you are converting this girl straight( sex is real she would be SSA either way) she is concerned your transitioning her without affirming her sexuality and giving her support in the knowledge that being a lesbian is okay and perfectly normal.-

Next: concern about female-only spaces is about legal self-identification without any period of “living as a woman,” prior male socialisation in a way which exacerbates the tendency to violence against female bodies, and the fact that many self-identifying trans women . . . retain both male genitalia and a sexual orientation towards females. (stock) If the evidence shows (as, in fact, it is already showing) that some males—whether genuinely “truly” trans or just pretending—turn out to pose a threat to females, and it’s really hard to tell in advance which ones will, can’t we then make a social norm and/or law to exclude all [natal] males from female-only spaces . . . ? (also stock)

-Quotes are separated by garbage but this whole section is what we have all seen before " why must trans woman suffer, just because cis men hurt woman" except its really long it acknowledges male violence rates but refuses to acknowledge we have already seen men (and identified transwoman) taking advantage to hurt woman. This whole chunk is just SOME woman must be sacrificed for Trans feelings-

They do put: Finally, we know that some men who come into contact with children in their work will offend against them. Yet we do not exclude all men from working with children, even if using gender as a watershed would prevent those offenses. Why does the good of minimizing child sexual abuse not lead us inexorably to the conclusion that we must outlaw all male teachers and coaches? Because our practical reason recognizes complexity: We readily see that even the most highly desirable states of affairs (minimizing abuse of children) do not have simple, quasi-mechanistic implications for policy or decision-making, and that they do not justify the indiscriminate suppression of other goods (even less important ones, such as professional vocations).

-And id like to add with the rise in pedo crimes I am 100% down with separating men from children because i do not think any child should be endangered just to keep men in jobs.-

They also put this quote in:

there is clearly a difference between the experience of a child who is treated by others in way that are characteristic of boys and also feels like a boy, and a child who is treated by others in ways that are characteristic of boys whilst feeling that they are really a girl. (Finlayson et al., 2018)

-And are you sure? are you really sure? I feel like there might be differences between social conditioning, experience and feelings. A boy treated like a boy and a boy(who feels like a girl) treated like a boy are still experiencing being treated and raised like a boy?? one just has emotional differences  (is it internalized homophobia, Gender non conformity, a developed fetish?? who knows but they still experienced boyhood)-

-Next section says we cant make single stall or any other kind of netrual or trans bathrooms because its to hard? and it hurts trans feels reminding them that they have birth sexes because thats hate speech???-

also this: Our social world is arranged in a way that makes exclusion from the sex/gender they claim—on the basis of a lack of “authentic” belonging (Serano, 2007)—central to trans subordination. As with other forms of social subordination, trans exclusion has not only material dimensions (Blair & Hoskin, 2018; Hargie et al., 2017; Moolchaem et al., 2015; Movement Advancement Project and GLSEN, 2017; Rondón Garcia & Martin Romero, 2016; Serano, 2013; Stonewall, n.d.; Yona, 2015), but also discursive ones that work in accordance with the logic of so-called performatives. Performatives are utterances that do things with words: specifically, they accomplish something in the act of saying it (Austin, 1975). The classical example is marriage—in the act of declaring a couple married, a celebrant brings about a change in their normative status, provided the celebrant is the right person in the right circumstances. This presupposes a normative background (that is a set of laws, conventions, or other rules) governing all those matters: who qualifies as a legitimate celebrant, what the right circumstances are for the performative to do its work, what marriage status means in terms of spouses’ rights and obligations, etc.

-Celebrating a Marriage is celebrating a couples chosen form of representing their relationship publicly and adding each other to their legal family, how is that the same as letting men into woman's bathrooms because they have feelings??-

-Theres more babblery about subjugating trans people by not pretending biology is fake, and that saying they cant just taking womans rights and spaces is denying their reality and existence we find out the author is a gay(cis) man so why does he have opinions on womans spaces and issues who fucking knows ( he really likes the word unintelligible)-

-Im tired, Ive taken several breaks just to stay clear headed( mildly sane) and now we are onto why Trans inclusive practices dont threaten the concept of female, male, lesbian and gay. Okay buddy ole pal bring it on-

Stock (2018b) has also argued that trans inclusion on the ground of self-identification/declaration threatens “a secure understanding” of concepts intimately related to “woman”—namely, “female” and “lesbian.” It is hard to see this threat as a real one. After all, conceptually, “trans maleness” and “trans femaleness” presuppose “cis maleness” and “cis femaleness” as their other—namely, the case of female and male for which no transition, no reaching across, is required: the case of femaleness and maleness already on this side of (= “cis”) their sex.

-At some point i expect to find out Stock implied his dick is tiny or something " gender crit feminists are wrong im gonna argue with just this one" In this section he manages to be long winded and say nothing have a taste:

Stock (2019b) argues, correctly, that “sex [i.e., maleness and femaleness] is not determined by any single, unitary set of essential criteria,” and that “there is no single set of features a person must have in order to count as male or female.” She goes on to state that: (a) “you do still need to possess some” female (biological) sex characteristics to count as female; (b) that this is “a real, material condition upon sex-category-membership”; and (c) that “medical professionals [assigning sex]. . . rely upon an established methodology, aimed at capturing pre-existing biological facts” (Stock 2019b). Stock presents (a), (b), and (c) as if they were true without qualification. In fact, they only describe how, for very legitimate reasons, sex is understood and assigned within the discourses of biology and medicine; but our everyday usages of “male” and “female” may well be more capacious. It does not follow, of course, that there is no connection at all between these discursive domains—biology and the everyday. Rather, something like the biological meaning of “male” and “female” refer to the central cases of “male” and “female” as those terms feature in everyday usages. But those usages, if trans-inclusive (as they should be), will also cover, legitimately and usefully, noncentral cases of those selfsame terms.

-Yes you need to be female to be female, it doesnt matter what you look like how much you weigh your hobbies or tastes you just need to be female. Observed Biology is observed not assigned we dont pop out blank slates until someone says "ya this ones a girl"-

There really is no good reason to fear that such trans-inclusive practices will imperil “maleness” and “femaleness” as concepts. It is the very fact that those concepts have and will retain central cases that puts to rest any such fear. What makes something like the biological meanings of “male” and “female” the central cases of everyday usages of those words is “[o]rdinary-life truth seeking, a certain level of which is essential for survival”; this “involves a swift instinctive testing of innumerable kinds of coherence against innumerable kinds of extra-linguistic data” (Murdoch, 1992). Reproduction is a key aspect of human experience: The existence of each of us and the perpetuation of the human species presuppose it. The extra-linguistic reality of the dioecious configuration of human bodies, which is functional to human reproduction, means both that the concept of “female” and “male” are here to stay, and that their central cases will remain well-understood, even after we give up on trans-exclusionary attitudes, practices, and policies. To put it another way: trans-inclusive linguistic usages, policies, and so on, cannot threaten the distinction between the concepts of “male” and “female,” which hinges on the nondisposability of the central cases of those concepts.

For similar reasons, it is difficult to agree with Stock that characterizing as “gay” trans men attracted to men, and as “lesbian” trans women attracted to women, “leaves us with no linguistic resources to talk about that form of sexual orientation that continues to arouse the distinctive kind of bigotry known as homophobia” (Stock, 2019d). After all, our linguistic conventions make cissexual womanhood and manhood the central or paradigmatic cases of “womanhood” and “manhood”; cissexual (though not necessarily gender-conforming) lesbianism and male homosexuality the central or paradigmatic cases of “lesbianism” and “male homosexuality,” and so on. This will not change. First because of the prevalence of cissexual women/men and cissexual lesbians/gay men, in terms of sheer numbers, relative to trans women/men and trans lesbians/gay men. Second, because of the ways in which the concepts of “man,” “woman,” “gay,” “lesbian,” “cis,” and “trans” sit together with the concepts of “male” and “female,” which reference an extra-linguistic reality, of which, as we have already seen, we cannot but take notice. Given these linguistic and empirical facts, a trans-inclusive use of the terms “lesbian” and “gay” does not carry the dangers Stock (2019d) worries about.

-I keep going back and checking the date this was published  in 2020 clearly this man has neither been online except to stalk Stock, nor talked to a human who actually believes what he is arguing against. No one is mad at transwoman for liking woman or vise versa its the kind of woman and men they go after and EXPECT romance and validation from ( ie lesbians and gay men, ie threatening what lesbian and gay mean in "inclusive" climates) fucking knob.-

I dunno if this is translated or the writer isnt english but he keeps using subordination where "opression" would be used and umm. anyway onto "Overemphasizing Sex-Based Subordination"

first he explains the difference between paranoid and paranoid structuralism there is so much fucking bullshit then we get to some quotes! that are bullshit-

Even assuming that the socialization of trans girls mirrors that of cis boys, the fact that trans girls do not identify with maleness can be expected to make a difference to the outcomes of such socialization (Finlayson et al., 2018).

-this guys back, love this guy doesnt know you dont fucking socialize yourself-

It is a mistake to treat “violence and discrimination against trans women . . . as if it were unconnected to that faced by cis women” (Finlayson et al., 2018).

 -Finlayson marry me your so smart, that big brain of yours is sooo sexy. Anyway transwoman and "cis" woman face violence from the same people.. Men. but it is not for the same reasons and most transwoman who face violence are brown and black sex workers( if your gonna care go wholesys not halfseys). As opposed to woman who face violence no matter their class, race, nationality, age.. etc etc etc-

Saying “Not giving people everything they desire is not a denial of their humanity” (Allen et al., 2019) amounts to an insensitive dismissal of the serious argument that trans exclusion is ipso facto harmful.

-I want an affordable home and access to food and water whenever i am hungry, you want me to pretend reality doesnt exist so your feefees dont get hurt-

The claim that women “are a culturally subordinated group . . . [while] at best, trans women are a distinct subordinated group; at worst . . . members of the dominant group” entirely discounts the ways in which sex, gender, and cis/trans status intersect. These intersections produce more complex, shifting, and context-dependent power relationships than are captured by the M > F formula.

-Sex based oppression is actually like jello, sometimes woman are less oppressed or oppressed slightly more to the left, I too can just kinda say words-

A dubious assumption underlies this statement: “[T]he fact that our concept-application [of, e.g., ‘woman’] might indirectly convey disadvantage towards some social groups [e.g., trans women] is not itself a reason to criticise the concept use, because the concept use has a further valuable point” (such as “to pick out a distinctive group, relative to recognisably important interests”) (Stock, 2019e). The dubious assumption here is that the “valuable point” of a restrictive use of the concept will be lost if the concept is broadened. The assumption is dubious because even in its broad, inclusive use, the concept retains a readily identifiable central case.

-Yes you dunder head if we start calling lizards mammals we lose the point of what makes a mammal a mammal, which complicates and endangers our way of researching and understanding mammals by making woman "whoever the fucks wants to be one" we loss the ability to easily talk about things that are exclusive to woman the more female language is edified the harder it is for females to unite to talk about womans issues, womans health, girls puberty, womans oppression etc etc.-

-my fuck i dont even care to learn this mans name and i have a personal hatred just for him, i hope ya'll have noticed he uses several different "sources" for his arguments and yet pins GC feminism on Stock alone. Anyway here we go into Doing Philosophy and Debating Policy in the Age of Social Media and Digital Platforms ( i think this man nuts every time he types out philosophy)-

my god we have brough Plato into this, Stocks must stand alone but we are at fucking plato, anyway this section actually has some brains in it there drivel but also truth:

Needless to say, in real-world face-to-face exchanges, unalloyed communicative action is known only by approximation. But there are very good reasons to think that the distance between the ideal (namely, communicative action) and the real is especially wide in the context of the quasi-spoken digital media used to construct (and respond to) the gender-critical case against trans inclusion. Stock (2019f) herself, discussing the reception of her arguments, has complained about countless “half-arsed takedown attempts” by “online philosophers,” crediting, conversely, philosophers she meets offline with “interesting, constructive, and charitable” objections. She also notes that social media siphons “users into paranoid, angry silos” (Stock, 2019d), and that “when reading disembodied words on a screen” it is “easy enough” to engage in “projection” (Stock, 2019a). Why and how do social media and allied platforms have this potential for distorting genuine communicative action?

First, they enable new manipulative communication practices, such as flaming and trolling. The popular support base of gender-critical academics makes ample use of these, though gender-critical scholars are also at the receiving end. Rather than using the quasi-spoken features of social media and allied platforms with a view to genuinely advancing understanding, online activists may exploit these features for strategic aims. Common techniques include drowning a post or blog with irrelevant comments; exposing the blogger to ridicule; deflecting attention from the point she made; forcing her to address spurious objections; pretextually professing a failure to understand, demanding endless further explanations; and so on. Some of these techniques are available in spoken exchanges, but social media and allied platforms magnify their power by enabling “widely-distributed individuals to organize and galvanize around issues of common interest [or] political advocacy” (Stewart, 2016); and by facilitating the use of nonverbal or nonargument-based, but effective, communicative devices, such as memes, gifs, and emoticons.

Another way in which these digital media distort genuine communicative action is by affecting the motivations of the blogger, or micro-blogger, herself. Specifically, they facilitate the interference with genuinely communicative goals (reaching understanding) by noncommunicative, strategic aims. I will discuss three: acquiring influence, career progression, and venting.

In traditional academic communicative practice, one’s recognition as an expert is supposed to follow from the credit that accrues to one as a result of the soundness of one’s research methods and arguments, judged through peer-review processes. But “in the era of social media there are now many different ways that a scientist can build their public profile; the publication of high-quality scientific papers being just one” (Hall, 2014). Veletsianos and Kimmons (2016) have found, by examining a large data set of education scholars’ participation on Twitter, that

being widely followed on social media is impacted by many factors that may have little to do with the quality of scholarly work . . . and . . . that participation and popularity may be impacted by a number of additional factors unrelated to scholarly merit (e.g., wit, controversy, longevity; p. 6).

-This section like every section goes on forever but we finally finally reach our conclusion-

Cooper (2019) has invoked a legal pluralist perspective to argue that it is possible, and may be desirable, for gender as conceived by gender-critical feminists (as “sex-based domination”) and gender as conceived in trans-affirming terms (as “identity diversity”) to coexist side-by-side in the law. Access to women’s spaces is just the kind of policy matter that need not choose between one conception of gender and the other: it can and should be granted on the basis of both. While a compelling feminist case has been made for inclusion (Finlayson et al., 2018), the best feminist case against inclusion suffers from a number of argumentative fallacies (Aristotle, n.d.), and is at odds with well-established and sound uses of practical reason. Many problems in gender-critical thought are consistent with the explanation that paranoid structuralism is too often presupposed in gender-critical work, rather than being treated, productively, as a hypothesis. The nature of the publication outlets favored by gender-critical feminists (social media, blogs, etc.) is also likely to be implicated in generating some of these problems.

I think one of the things i would like anyone who managed to read this entire thing to take away from this is that not ONCE were male bathrooms or male spaces mentioned, not once did this apparently "cis" gay man say that he welcomes and wants transmen in HIS spaces or that he has even thought about it

(((( also he didnt even mention neo genders so my original question 100% unanswered, even fuckface magee doesnt think demiboys are real. He doesnt want to or even mention solving sex based oppression he just wants woman to stop fighting to keep men out))))

#gender critical #gender critical feminism #GC #radfem #terf friendly #anyone with a strong brain try to read the original piece its contras brother i swear to fucking god #id say radfem friendly but he doesnt touch womans issues he doesnt care #trans exclusive

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Delivery boy: You mean you actually gave a crap about the people that worked for you? How to increase rank in the Empire: Get more people to work for you The Emperor's Emissary: I'm sure they'll be happy to see me again A messenger arrives at your door with a letter from the Emperor himself He also has a small bag of gold coins and some gems hidden inside it One person does not have to nessary complete every single quest available if you want to please the Emperor and his friend Velzix Its all up to you, if you find an area that seems a bit dry or lacking then just focus your attention somewhere else The game will not be over until the ending is reached so don't worry too much about it right now Once all key deliveries are completed you can unlock and urgent delivery which gets you out of the gates of hell How to reach the ending in Rebellion: Very simple Be as evil as humanly possible! Prison Torture: The goal here is to reach the end of the prison while avoiding going insane from the constant nightmares and fear that runs rampent through this place, run afoul of any demons and their cameras or beasts patrolling and your story ends rather abruptly Complete the urgent quest and you will advance to the next rank You can explore the next set of zones below and attempt to set up shop as an Evil vendor but its tricky since both the humans and demons will try to steal from you or otherwise hinder your ability to do business automatically Pick any of these three paths that you wish but in order to meet the Architect and reach your end goal you must achieve the final rank and then make the trek to the burned out farm where Mr Barnacle's body was found Every fight in the game is a boss fight so prepare for that and avoid the cameras, as usual Every alligator requires some degree of stragtehy not matter what gear you have equipped Mutators take around 20 minutes to respawn while Ghouls can be as soon as 5 Thugs and demons ; (omnitruck hijackers) will usually take a few hours to respawn Architect demons Eternals will take 1-3 days Careful planning is needed when hunting in zones teeming with life Rule #1 Demons are evil monsters that must be destroyed without remorse by the hand of god Using an end gator weapon on a four foot yearling wont count squat if you dont know what you are doing You will have to fight bigger ones later on Live traps can be anything from cage to container for holding live prey for a long time Rarely beasts captured with them are still alive when you encounter them later so keep that in mind You must be prepared Ignorance of your enemy's terrain is not an excuse, the bible explicitly tells man what his limitations and guides him past potential missteps in life so that he need not die by them Item set-up For now a cross, wooden or otherwise will do but you'll probably want to trade it out later Quick trip to Home Depot: Ignore the headless socket torsos attached to the walls and focus Make sure its tight knit with silver for the job A silver sword would definitely be good since the halfassed crucifix you just carved would be likely to break before the job is done Basic strategy Always try to kill upwards Investors as they will leave minions behind Tryton in the mail which usually take a few days to reach you so be on the lookout for them! Good Hunting Keep at it guard yourself properly and eventually you'll earn upgrades from Mr Rage: Endurance: Use this time to familiarize yourself with your newfound powers and always, always stay away from sunlight Last thing you need is to sparkle like a vampire from those twilight books And guides to the alligators that appear in the Everglades First things first make a chariorot or take one from the Everglades region It will be your home base for now but remember you will need to rely on yourself soon Once that is done check Part 1 of this guide as it tells some more stuff you need to know to get yourself ready It was surely tempting for Tryton to give all his teachers small portions of immortality because the old bastards were getting on his case about when he was going to take over the school Thats already made it pretty far up there in Mostiak's regard so he's probably alrteady launching his own plans something involving toxic waste, late 80s metal music and midgets wrestling or whatever sick freaks enjoy Don given you some crucifixes - which is a holy object dear to almighty God so its certaint to make for an interesting story when the superintendent finds them on you next time you get scanned Process the alligator first as fat from it will make great fire fuel, strip out the meat for future meals and tan the hide for leather to make other things youll need with man for now; youll need to wait at least a day for him to come to and even then it still might be best just killing him now then having him on your case in the future Set aside the delivery He looks like a chubby softy but could be a badass underground fighter for all you know he doesn't look it though Set aside the delivery man for now; Once you have done that you need to carve the crucifix from the most sacred wood around here, grown by angels themselves and commissioned by Tryton himself no doubt, and set it up in the basement Finally though youve got some Free time! Now while you wait for orders from your master or for the arrival of what you're sure is another annoying human escort remember to stary adding to this guide If you bring a grill you can cook the left overs on it Teaches you how to prepare corpses and humans for consumption if needed too Cleaning: Look after yourflesh hook and it'll look after you If it gets rusty or breaks, you're shtuck Movements: See someone you'd like to eat? You better get a good swing in quickly before they start running because youwon'tget a second chance if they do Rare medium well done Gather herbs overnight for potions if you have a mortar and pestle ; (P) Ask Tryton for duties to help improve your standing in the castle, more supplies etc Collect mushrooms once you an see them ; (P) Scavenge food ; Staying Safe: Never present yourself as a suitable target, humans will always go for the weakest ones first Eating habits: Keep hydrated eater your enemies are often wounded prey in need of healing SALVATION IN THE BELLY OF THE ENEMY IS SALVATION FOR YOU Collect honey when possible ; Call those in your domain ; (zombies etc) to you if far from castle ; Find a partner in crime when doing work outside the castle like scavenging, set out together and meet separately so it looks like you're always alone Combine items in certain order and recive a resulting potion food etc collect ingredients for these outside the castle ; Once you aken enough territory were you able to roam as you like find an isolated farmhouse to use as your own so you have a steady food supply Call it your territory and mark it in someway Sometimes things will look hopeless and you will have put the controller down for the duration of the night ; (or possibly days depending on how bad it is) If you "die"then set back to your previous save You have run out of potions PICK UP AFTER YOURSELF It's been 2 years now and you havn't returned home You have fainted twice from hunger and thirst It's not just the zombies and mutants you have to worry about in the wild You join a group of survivors after giving them the score They seem OK and at least you'll have someone to watch your back in future, as long as you're all alive of course can't trust anyone now can you? Gathering quests begin ; Take castle de questiosn ; Run around gathering enough items required to complete the quest or create a diversion if timed needed ; Do You come across other survivors? Day turns to night, its when the undead walk the earth so take extra care not to be caught in open ; Its your birthday! Happy Birthday PCGeneration! WORLD NOT ENDING! questiosn begain? Someone needs honey you know where to find it When you get a message about visitors in need request diplomatics to help them ; Gather your allies and attack the stronghold the humans are hiding in whilst they are at there weakest ; Forge a weapon from a singular piece of metal you managed to scavenge ; Refine these herbs you found into potions ; You could sell them if you want Travel to the hive and get it to join your army ; Wait for most of the stronger creatures to leave then have your zombies swarm in for the leftovers ; You have gathered enough ingredients to make zombi converted henchmen after you drink the solution yourself first ; Give yourself a breather from all the fighting even if it means becoming one of them ; Gather your group and prepare them mentally as much as possible before hitting the road again else you must keep those you care for alive at any and all costs Above all Dont break the egg if you opt to hold it for the monarch but take it as proof of your deed if you require a trophy Temporary Quests For The Meantime Teach your followers how to shoot ; Send your more competent followers out on their first mission ; Zombie invasion! Protect the castle ; Bored? 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Divide your new slave horde in two and set them to attack two seperate large hordes far apart from each other ; Prepare a larger army using all three donated zedead types in the immediate area ; All your new technology is giving you plenty of new options in life Hit an alligator with a paintball and they will be visible on the map for a minmum of ten minutes even if they move ; Same for wolves and cactorises, bears, snakes and deadly small animals as long as the paintball hits them ; Prepare for the bunker with four seekers, four nanocycline-sups and eight piehce & Murdoch ; Maybe suicide two groups of 8+ ZEDS from two of the major hordes in the near future ; (P)Yes That's it Ten minutes can be renewed if another is thrown before it runs out Also increases their intelligence by 50% Alternatively select all infected within 2000 metres of you and absorb them over a period of 4 hours ; It'll destroy their minds but keep them stronger for longer They will also lose all immunity to any symptoms, being able to be slowed, shambled, sneezed or shocked at any time ; (even without your potions or DNA path) Well done steaks decrease hunger need a way to cook them ; Confirm that it is only lasts 8 hours then dissipate You fire back ; With DNA, Pathfind, Camoflage, Hourglass, all their seeking, poisonous and explosive powers one by one 20 whetstone- use these to sharpen your weapon or projectiles and increase the damage ; (sharpening already adds damage) by between 10% and 50% ; Grab 8 infected, dip dart tips in poison, throw for maximum tissue damage poison ; Trip 22 of their32 genes ; (leaving just a zed-dull), fun plus cruelty but less danger to you ; (no more 28-day limit) ; (realistic path only) ; Burn all internal organs to a cinder ; (realistic path (10x)whetstones for your razor, (100x)arrows ; (wooden ones burn great! Items- Dung bombs; ( dung bomb ) Clothes: Padded overalls Trap: Snare trap Treasure; (6x) Gold Coins Sap plant All plant extract can be used to coat your arrows or weapons for small increase in damage ; (some plants are poison and will harm you) Clear ichor is a plant steroid that wil increase the damage of arrows and weapons slightly for about a half hour, but will addict you to it and take ten minutes for your body to stop craving it each time you use it Casing ; ( sap plant stone/iron ) Null berries will protect a small area from zed-chem smell and other smell based attacks for aproximately 4 hours Salve will help you survive bearhugs ; (and ONLY bearhugs) by weakening the zeduplication process, you'll still die eventually though (not that growers will care Parasite is a failed experiment that doesn't seem to do anything Thanks government! And finally your blood, which can be used ; (with caution! Sonic bombs will make you deaf for several hours after constant use, even with earplugs Try to build different classes of weapons starting with bows and arrows ; Good idea! Water blight and other plants ; ( dully moss walnut ) Something has infected you! hp: -50 psy: -40 It's already dissapeared, scouting ahead you reconize the path! it was the psy contagion no way to know if it was an accident or the colony is fighting again Turn back and wait for your health to regen or carry on? Alligators are weakest to ice followed by fire water and thunder Please wait to next round! Crystal bones will these work? Deliver 4 gold fish infected are drawn to it! Deadly nightshade kills in pretty colours Dull moss will stop ichor based infection in an open wound Expose self as a psyhorium slave, gain their trust, wreak havoc inside and outbreak! Some alligators will need you to bring energy drinks to keep them happy! If you can grow them from seeds you get to double your XP! Memory jar; (fruit) will remember your parents faces and play back holographically, emotions and all, but its very fragile Metal toxin Sadly you cannot research any poisonous plants anymore High reach is advised when fighting raiders ; (unreached) Weapom tip upgrades, (bone shards) turn a spear into a piercer Dull moss, stops ichor based infections in an open wound Constantly move, strafing around you and quickly starfing you must allways be moving! behind cover Green Thunder 5000 gets you an amazing 7 for 7 bee headshots 1800! overkill Health potion heals 20 health Was that you or something else? it moved so fast, it also shut closed the door lncorrectly badly twisted the hinges finally it approaches, a black leathery creature, like a wingless gargoyle Watch out for the posion bite It bites at youre head, roll again if possible! 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Play a crazy wildcard hand of 36! Then pick your favorite food to eat Over cooked some bacon ; (enemy! ) 550! gory crisp crits thats 7 for 18 or 36 if you include the 4 extra from overkill! more health potions please! The whole pack incinerated, no survivors warning playing with fire can get burned! Glopratchet rank smell 10 out of 10! Alright welcome to gloptrachte rank Did you use violent methelmorphatic powers on ELDER GOD beings; (ask if your not sure)? Moar! More! But with competition this time You cannot fall while a enemy is still alive! You have strange premonitions of fighting off worlds armies alongside each other against a common foe Nahhh The old man, like all super mutants is very strong and tough, although lacking in spped he will try for bomb first Alright welcome to gloptrachte rank 9! Clickbait: And How you Can Get Tired of it in 1 Second A ex black-op member who must now kill all members of his old team before an organisation is passed the information that he still lives You succeed killing the 2 remaining beavos but fall off a balcony and break your legs The year is 20XX Here is wehre you get the title of one of the most difficult video game ever made Due ot thge activiy of various organizatins such as vice mil and united knights Here is wehre you get the title of one of the most difficult video game ever made! so far in this game You have made over 25 maps but this is different This map has grass that is maroon! popularnuty? it's better than what you've already made popular tbqh mmmmkk it might just Alligators in g rank hit a ton harder than anything you have faced yes! take of lots of work though The stegosaurus has an odd paralell with technology The spikes on its back, shaped like tall buildings this is no tyrano saurus Alligators in g rank hit a ton harder than anything you have faced so far in this game Its not uncommon to faint once or twice during a delivery even when wearing end gator gear Get a motorbike with spikes and barbwire weaves The greatest games end up in movies, books, even cartoons! And even if they are bad, people still watch them because they get hyped up so much! Sadly the best thing you can say about this park is that it's better than being homeless Make a new chariot as soon as you hit g rank Make a new chariot as soon as you hit g rank! Sometimes trackers will leave the comfort of towns and cities One noted : "Out there, the game watches you back morbidus lake ; (unconfirmed): Known to be a fishing spot of tragic deaths and suicides, It is unknown if it is the lake itself or something living within this lake holds an endanger amount offish and swimmer have claimed it as the best they ever fished Tetsucabra x Tetsucabra x 3 Hotel ; (encorperated 5 years ago, joined W 2 years ago) Seregios Hotel works on the basis that cleanliness is next to Godliness So it affords its guest live musical entertainment ; (BAND)son the hour and provides a 5 star chef who specialized in lobster thermidor Sadly guest comments about the rooms always are: TOO BUGGY! Seregios Seregios Hotel ; Regios x Regios most majestic sight, the auroras above the large canal Regios x8 grow wild here They are the main ingredient in birthday pie, a rich man's treat You befriended this merchant when selling him night lanterns for his trading cart He invited to eat with him and you accepted He was going to rob you but your nature won him over and he didn't Birthday berries Birthday berries grow wild here is the only way to lure out plugs but all lizards do is fall over No further strategy is involved here How to make money by 'pimping' bugs! Buy a loan of snails from a merchant at a bazzar ; ( Exchange a few night lanterns) They reproduce rapidly and can be spent down equally as quick by selling their slime as a mentch remedy, They nuturalise hallucenogenic compounds and even cures minor poisons Chasing tail Chasing tail is the only way to lure out plugs but all lizards do is fall over It creates a spike in the ground which increases the size of the hitbox and makes it a bit harder to avoid The hitbox, upon collison with a monster OR player knocks them up in the air Would require testing but some of W (wildlife regulators of non-clashese handbook) suggest this could even work on larger creatures such as giants and barbwires! Alligator Gar Association deathmatching event incase you don't feel like hunting Berserk tetsucabra popcorn, sodas and toilets are all free, however everything else is docked from your winnings There aren't as many bogs but they're deeper ANDyou will meet the most wealthiest hunters here-friendly faces will abound! The hotel has been approved to be stable structure so it wont collapse on you during sleep- You always have the option to pitch a tent! Berserk tetsucabra deathmatching event incase you don't feel like hunting Blouder that explode after crunching them drinking an antidote for poison spewed from a flower? breaking wind to move raft faster? No wonder hunters get themselves into so much trouble here items needed: Creature resitance to fire, Bring fishing rod and antiderinter ; (it's always good bring an antidote) Bloodfins are small fish with sharp teeth Blouder that explode after crunching them? Multi-gator species with the smallest being only 15cm and the largest 1 Venoammic: rare 0 2% chance of popping up in any given body of water even islands are hosts to these creatures, everything eats them to they've adapted SUCKING UP everything around them but the list of what wont eat is shorter Dont let them drain your stamina! Multi-gator species with the smallest being only 15cm and the largest 1 Fashion victim Venoammics scary because of there weak sc'; aw, it's actually their skin that we should be fearing! Both male and female venoammic's skin release a colourless, odourless, tasteless liquid that when expoded forcefully enough it covers nostrils and floods the mouth of its enemies in a detergent which coat'es the lungs with mucus and ruins the taste buds The worst bit? There gunks are firequently laced with poison They go quickly down! Primarily predators there used to fighting fishes that OUTNUMBER them WITHOUT teamwork! They managed to AMPutate there predator: prey ratio with the simple smartness of cooperation and playing defencively Topple You can be smarter then your enemy, it's not about tactics or strength it's all in your mind games! Tapeworm: Inner lands fish, they're longer than islands measuring up to 100m but only 3cm think Topple: Pivot in circle vs awakardly shuffling around It's no fun pulling fishes teeth out-WHY NOT! How machine gun toothfish operate, They claim a 5: 1 kill to death ratio if used in proper numbers with other toothfish With these enemies lets hope you remembered you troutslappas! These can be plentiful in fresh-water bodies and taste like both fish and flesh YOU EAT EVERYTHING, RIGHT? Eacht delivery needs a name and number some collectors specialise in singles- only ever having one growing cyst Just choose your number! share them on twin caves! give them pet names! added friends to moabit kill list GREAT thats a good start Eacht delivery needs a name and number, Grand finals confrontation "Din knows your name and I won't stop singing it! " the chief yells slam some dusty VHS tapes in dvd players to capture this battle forever 3 venoms rollypolyp is never safe these crucificuses fleep robots are more brutal than those from ghoul catcher island! roll on that death curing ointment! Serptintine samba -no, no this is where you want to be with venemous friends Sieze slot machine arm handles ouse leave angry venomous witnesses behind when you leave They were guarding chances for richer jackpots life's full of richters! they'er only planet identiusonides with tarantula symbols-worth scaninating? Serptintine samba-no, Serpent serande a garland of Garcias for being host with the most! your the conquerer of a poison circus "you'll have venom trance nightmares about me" the chief laughed, "the devils defecating dreams don't have a quarter of the cruelty I've stored for you! " he spat "This island is my empire! I'll flood it with five times more poison then planned and drown every one of your allies up there! Serpent serande a garland of Garcias for being host with the most! Death and taxidermy lessons learnt-no no no! keep this voodoo addiction under the hood, I'll hate what everyone will be able to learn about you! Death and taxidermy lessons learnt-no no no! Primate plunder No! I'll be above using the skulls of fallen friends and family for decor! however The "Black mandrill" that the monkeys fondly call it need a new name after killing it right? Despite all animals on moabit adapting to include venom whys theirs an apparent shortage of cobras? Be the first on your island to keep one as a pet AND be one of the greatest animal trappers/pet owners of all time use mines to get one Hunger games qualification-you can NEVER leave prey alive, even if it mocks your pitiful life with a sadistic smile the 2nd rule of the hunger games isn't a suggestion Everybody loves a circus-only happy families visit islands 4, and 6! if you want to make more of them you need more people alive! poison is out, melee weapons are the way forward if you want the crowd cheering and kids snatching at toys based on your adventures! Sellout? Hunger games qualification-you can NEVER leave prey alive, Line in the sand there is human and then there's everyone else Monkeys, snakes and fish are fine recycling their organs but humans? never! too sentient a clown goes inhuman, he takes a knife to his own wife and son first you must be willing to lesser evils for the greater good of humanity! like eating peoples livers and spitting out their eyes So do you want to live looking inwards or act looking outwards towards others? Line in the sand, Chumming the waters for monthly feedback to keep you stunted and smallor, or feeding the masses your deepest darkest secrets for a seat at the world rulers table? Bombshell! you've been selected by Huntress to become her apprentice in harvesting island 4! Now she needs toaudience, doesn't matter good or bad just as long asomeone's watching She can copy anything after all Chumming the waters for monthly feedback to keep you stunted and smallor, torcher twins or Triple trouble? itonly matters in packaging, Victoria will try them Echo, jason, sleepyhead, bonnie and clyde they're only good as groups name either way they're always up for ave addertion trust is their super power plan ahead and never break it Bug be gone of the terrible twins hypodermic needle folk they're only ever giving medication never withhold for the greater good Bug be gone of the terrible twins torcher twins or Triple trouble? with the yawn toxin! keep away from the left one it'll turn you into a ghoul keeping you inside the clown organ farm to work for eternity For island 7 select the asmocita's cow to three armed shreiker monkey "Handful of cheeky monkeys as night watchmen what fun! Do I get one as a pet? use it as a hat? Both alligators are infected Both alligators are infected with the yawn toxin! Just bring nullberries to conter the frenzy Just don't let them out of your sight for a second, they are evil incarnite, little demons! "Your right their intent is to seduce human males into an indecent act by stripping Tell them to tone it down or strip themselves it's one or the other "Trust rating? how much? " numbers represent actual trust "+10/-1" Queen substance can be procurred from desert seltas and selta's shinies tested and tried for thousands of years you know it'll keep you going Huntress can copy anything once ; (just once! ) but only after seeing it in person and remember it vividly think carefully on this you decide what's the best use! Now go "Send trusted""" "Send trusted""" The front page is nothing but quests and friend adverts nowadays! And then there's you, the warrior, with it's offerings of bloodthirsty quests and exciting dangers One eye glances across it with disinterest before a shiver goes down your spin at the second page, with it's dark backgrounds pussy after all? Scared of a few ghosts? The front page is nothing but quests and friend adverts nowadays! Go get the honey then hoping carefully lest the bee's get you first Three types of bees here regional, island and crystal and we want the crystal ones unless you're allergic in which case you can take your pick beating the raw meat to get a rise out of them by flying away just as you approach you have any food on you? That'll do splendidly "it looks like all these fine fellows need is a little Input Go get the honey then hoping carefully lest the bee's get you first by donating 50 pages worth of memory USB sticks to hang beside their tank! "The ants outnumber you 10, 000 to 1 so ensure you brought at least 10, 000 of your closest friends! Alligators are sick go heal them Alligators are sick go heal them by donating 50 pages worth of memory USB sticks to hang beside their tank! Alligator virus is spreading must heal them all by bringing 50 of each bandages colors! A whole island , 6 feet under in the form of graves! Zombies, naturally walk, some shamble toward you The hungry ones break into a run, fast ones are only just coming onto the scene learn their Schwifty* phase: white eyes and green gasping breath mixed with sharp claws and brandished weapons almost indistinguishable from your kind Only darting maneuvers will do now so do them quickly! Alligator virus is spreading must heal them all by bringing 50 of each bandages colors! Need alligator tail pronto The choice is always yours, but your actions have consequences You can read this towering pillar of words from top to bottom and side to side Airships float around the edges of the page as more and more things seem to get written on it as time goes on Need alligator tail pronto! after a not so grand battle with a large beast, you walk away with it's laser rifle in hand as more burst onto the scene It doesn't take long before someone has working knowledge of how to use one Then someone else Then everyone New players are led by Graham and Chortleplex in the newly renamed Outland Republic Religion finally stands a real chance now that our enemies have left the stage At last you finally come toe to toe with the seregios resistances from the eyes, thumbs and teeth sold separately Mind the cow implant how to keep up with the required food intake Great: now even our medical commercials sound like threats Staring at numbers is no longer a chore when every single scene makes our book longer Why would you ever want to go outside again, when literally everything is available to you right here? And the best part? Bleeding ailment Bleeding ailment resistances from the eyes, Health will decrease as you spring or evade our traps unless you read ahead to avoid them Santology ups it's security substantially every time something happens which results in self-driving cars and trucks becoming the new norm soon enough because even future-you is bound to be stopped by the odd rogue android or crazed AI one day right? And it's not just atheists talking to rocks or aliens anymore; we all talk to our firearms now thanks to limited AI modifications Health will decrease as you spring or evade our traps unless you read ahead to avoid them Mosswine jerky or steaks to cure a wide variety of poisons! Work quickly and all the cheats are right here in this ice You can't trust the ice It's not normal for a human being to end life as one, but then you've never been one it melting And suddenly you're looking through the eyes of a dung beetle, situated between some hair-like growths on a massive plant Mosswine jerky or steaks to cure a wide variety of poisons! Farm for equipment or grow wealthy with crops! Watch out for zealous manhunters though, they cling on everything After eating an antload driver on his way to work one morning he decided he was allergic to three kinds of food and disliked the other sixty two types He pouts in a room made completely out of turnips "Run awaaaaay! Run or shoot back? Ooh, these ones seem to make people's faces melt off! Farm for equipment or grow wealthy with crops! Beast not quite busted says disgruntled shametheft Vagrom ultraprejudiced pigfarmers, insane children and loud excuses to be violent What kind of column is this? Beast not quite busted, Brute tigrex Has this guy even been outdoors before? Apparently not all ancients perished during the great war! After several skirmishes with these long necked, spike shelled terrors you enter a canyon and suddenly feel eyes watching you A perked ear, flicked tail and strange skin pattern indicates it's in an ambush position Soon you meet beast number one! It takes all your skill to dodge clumsy attacks as they try to anticipate your tactics Brute tigrex? having sabotaged most projectile weapons you resort to sportsmanlike melee tactics Fortunately that's when the benefits of evolution kick in and they become docile vegetarians that enjoy folk music Temper tantrum somehow babies want crunchy things to eat Great Terror birds Nobody likes terror birds Temper tantrum having sabotaged most projectile weapons you resort to sportsmanlike melee tactics Showdown with the dreaded emperor! is that a tape on his head? Apparently these fellows aren't as dangerous as the local news made them out to be After some dancing to distract it from the gunshot victim that was your first kill away from home you hopped on the back of this giant flying swamp lizard and wrestled with the strange metal helmet for victory! Showdown with the dreaded emperor! Brute tigrez is a true force to be reckoned with How did i not think of hunting these sooner? The new superheated, phoenix and explosive rounds tore through the hordes of scavenging birds that threatened my planet Simple modified explosive arrows for the smaller scavengers and airships and cryo arrows for the feared harpies themselves 2x, 3x, 5x? Let's try 63x! Brute tigrez is a true force to be reckoned with! Topple or mount the alligator to access the tail you'll need it for it's poison to make medicine and gunpowder! From up there you can invite new friends to join your village which now has running electricity, hot food and fast transportation! I'm glad I had these beast masters and engineers, lets see the beast master! 8 large carnivorous frog creatures, each with unique abilities will really improve my odds against the next menace! Pretty birds It's illegal to kill pretty birds but they try to kill me Topple or mount the alligator to access the tail! Things go south very quickly after she becomes enraged and being forced to kill her before she killed me But I managed to reassert myself as a force in this land with the assistance of my new friends, the apex predators Things go south very quickly after she becomes enraged and being forced to kill her before she killed me readily available in survival so you can charge headfirst into battle From sniper to shock troop, from weak and skinny ex-farmboy to leader of monsters, I now control an army that dares the world to stand against me Come here lover, I promise it'll only hurt for a little bit A grotersquely high increase in speed and damage buff that might make a single hit ruin your day A grotersquely high increase in speed and damage buff that might make a single hit ruin your day readily available in survival so you can charge headfirst into battle Nobody knows that better than you You grunt loudly while slamming the ragged chunk of tooth against the cutting edge of your triangular shaped tribal knife Breaking teeth takes a lot of hard work Little bits of blood and saliva fly out from between your teeth as you angrily bite down, your face twisting in pain Beads of sweat form on your forehead and roll down to join others, previous drops already there The tail can also be severed but this requires specialized training and tools as well as specialized poison for the blade, you think It would also hurt a lot, to the point where most people break under the pain of their adrenalin overriding the suppression of the venom, potentially causing them to faint and not even know if they lived long enough for the tail to be severed With these knives though it has become a rarity as fewer and fewer humans reach sexual maturity and even many adults now live in societies that prohibit violence The tail can also be severed, You stop your work, dropping a half formed bloody lump to the ground, swallowing thickly as you take in a lungful of air The process already painful and uncomfortable to begin with, but with each swing of your saw-like knife, it gets easier to forget about it as you bite down hard each time, the physical pain overtaking the psychological and emotional pain for a while Sniffing, you blow your nose into a small scrap of cloth Bold of pink outbreak It's not even an entire handkerchief really, just half of one really You hold it out and look at it, seeing a few dry spots, but no big clots or anything Lifting it to your face, you smell the faint sent of blood and nostrils from your bloody left nostril It doesn't hurt anymore at least Probably just mucus that got in there G3 permit quests You sit in your little dark room as the dawn breaks through the small window that is just above your head Down below everything is quiet and still, as everyone in the whole town is still asleep You didn't sleep at all though The pain was more than enough to keep you up Into the heavens Since chamelos can temporaril turn himself invis ilbe - or rather a lighter shade of grey, for a brief moment, you think back to the beginning where you mentioned that they considered themselves hunters While it seems chamelos just like preying on fear, there was still truth to it poperly, and their abilities reflect such a nature Since chamelos can temporaril turn himself invisilbe - or rather a lighter shade of grey, The true ba of all hunters was not their prey, but urgency The sun gleaming off of fresh crimson within his nostrils You take one last look at your hands, examining the workmanship of the tusk embedded into your palms and sealing shut the back of your hands The true ba of all hunters was not their prey, charge based on information given to me by my guide was what finally killed it While I burned with fever the entire ride to Rajang grounds, and beyond! But that is another story Hanging your head, blood drips from your tusks and falls onto the stone beneath you You've become accustomed to the feeling of fresh blood through your new hands periodically leaking out A g rand furious rajang You feel no more thirst, though you remember the burn of it all too well A g rand furious rajang charge based on information given to me by my guide was what finally killed it The very same He looks behind himself at the blue vile of quagmire poison still sitting on the floor nearby, then back to you "As you'd expect, as soon as word got out that human were in possession of powerful new weapons a small army was sent out to retrieve them Or rather, just retrieve you I imagine the soldiers decided to have the new ammunition drafted as their own once they saw its power first hand Advanced quagmire quarrel Advanced quagmire quarrels? Demolisher cannon shells? They would need to be made of much stronger metal for them to have done much more damage than what you describe One heard in a newton rifle, musket, 400 model, and some other rifles that I'm less familiar with I honestly thought it was some sort of embellishment when I heard about it myself Turns out the embellisher was the news reporter that misidentified the type of ammunition impressive no doubt Demolisher cannon shells? Gogmazios is a big brute, there's no denying that and it certainly would make sense that his hide would be harder to pierce than the average wyvern Still holding your arm, you feel the sharp spike of bone against your nose Your eyes start to burn again as the physical pain is enough to bring on another round of sobbing Gunnery Sergeant Capelli ; (retired), Globe-Trotter Guild representative flamesmoke and kerosene and standard ammunition from heavy repeaters Dragons and Long-worms 1 win Dragons and Long-Worms 2 win As you're sobbing into your knees, feeling like a small child, you hear the stomping of large feet on the soil outside They sound as if they're right nearby This is soon followed by a booming roar that resounds not only through your ears, but deep within your chest Weakest to fire and completely immune to status effects Weakest to fire and completely immune to status effects flamesmoke and kerosene and standard ammunition from heavy repeaters Considering no human hand has touched this diary, it's owner is unlikely to have survived the assault Especially considering the owner cut off his own hand in order to distract an apex predator long enough for his allies to fell it You would be surprised however if whatever ate him would end up the main course of another meal later on Glossary NOTE: Whenever anyone says 'Seb' or 'human' they are refering to the Sebians Apex alligator that cover their entire body Perptually enraged and have extremely tough hides Seem to be entirely carnivorous, usually feeding by tearing prey ; (or opponents) limb from limb then devouring them Kelbalbians are human-like existences that inhabit isolated parts of the Keb planet Although seen as dim-witted and barbaric by the richer, more advanced humans they are not regarded as true threats and are often hunted for their skins, which are used to make books Perptually enraged and have extremely tough hides that cover their entire body is a disease that causes sores to develop all over the infected's body and progressively inflicts them with intense pain that ultimately leads to neural shutdown followed by death of the brain The disease is spread through fluids although direct contact with an infected's blood is enough in some cases ; Blast blight e through fighting) Blast blight is a disease that causes sores to develop all over the infected's body and progressively inflicts them with intense pain that ultimately leads to neural shutdown followed by death of the brain venom is a vicious toxin first encountered by explorers of the Kelbalbian mountains ; (hence the name), although a powerful drug it's still possible for those without tolerance to receive a fatal dose Despite being human-like they are utterly hairless with brownish skin and black eye sockets Their unnaturally long twisted necks cause their heads to be positioned facing downward This combined with their size gives them a somewhat frog-like appearance Molten tigrex Molten tigrex venom is a vicious toxin first encountered by explorers of the Kelbalbian mountains ; Doomsday tier fatalis are apex predators found in extremely hostile environments; they are known to kill and eat other apex predators under certain circumstances A shotgun/clearning style weapon with multiple barrels which are loaded smoothly and quickly using an advanced gas-seal system Loads varies from bullets that spread and ricochet to fire-pot shards that explode on contact with anything other than hard surfaces Eviscerator Annihilators! Doomsday tier fatalis are apex predators found in extremely hostile environments; Guild quests are not necessarty component to completing the game but you can get some pretty neat stuff from them At the end of each successful mission you get to pick out a prize are sometimes available after particularly difficult quests, you may pick ONE item of your choice Relic reward One hunter killed can return to the quest giver to transfer the quest to someone else It's pretty dark and we've been travelling for miles underground in search of what is supposedly a fire-breathing apeth Relic reward are sometimes available after particularly difficult quests, from the rarest and most powerful of Keb's predators, they can sometimes be traded for ancient relics A huge double-ended axe Rare drops Sharpest implement ever- wrought by human hands A strange urn is all that remains of the traveller, after drinking molten lava he suffered a terrible death as the lava cooled inside his organs Rare drops from the rarest and most powerful of Keb's predators, Almost every alligator has one of these curled up on their backs Sharpens any weapon, but really wants a skull to lick May grant the holder magic powers beyond their comprehension allowing them influence over others There have been several instances where it has been known to cause insanity (These effects only occur after a Chain boss or Elder is killed) Hunt's Over Enormous orbs of some sort of mysterious glowing substance were hacked off the Kepher's body after a long and difficult battle with it Almost every alligator has one of these curled up on their backs Alligators eat some to the strangest stuff - even rocks Something about their humunculi creators, the fire within You have everything you need for the task ahead of you Sleep well in your tent tonight and set out to conquer the fire god tomorrow Alligators eat some to the strangest stuff- even rocks The team worked for days digging to the volcano's core and have successfully found a huge, fiery being ; (all gathered around him) flying with bat-like creatures THe Fire God was angry- something you've always hoped and dreamed for some people question why you're on this excursion if you don't even believe what they do, complain and protest but are still assigned technically as support You now there is always the one piece which never seems to drop is applied and the "battle" is on Queen extract You stand on the sidelines for the last time As people fall into and get knocked out of the fighting immediately, you just sit there watching as your named title conquers, kills and dies gloriously as the head of the mission As beams from space lasers control by the god himself blast through people's hearts your very essence becomes small and you quite literally feel like an ant beneath someone's stomping foot Queen extract is applied and the "battle" is on However you kept your human appearance and ability to communicate in this battle although you don't know why You just sit there taking it all in People rise back from the dead thanks to a resurrected leader who claims he can control the ant, but it's no use One by one in quick succession, they are burned up and wink out of existence Bringing a bow and arrow into the fight towards its closing seconds was probably not the best idea though Success! The energy within can be used to power many, many creations- However the Kepher beasts remain extinct The humans carry on their lives as they always have, under a different rulerull than the cruel Regime Some worship you and the others as Gods for your deeds, but they all know a few truth: There are no Gods Although it lasted hundreds or thousands of years Immortal reactor THE Regime is no more Long Live the Revolution! Immortal reactor: Barach pallium The "Ruins" are overgrow with all manner of plant, but it was once a near-indestructible palace overlooking sprawling city covered with the densest population seen on this planet Your rule was that everyone had their place and despite the expansion there would be no new nations created by others All people would be part of the Kophir Fandrost government which you ran, although there was representation is a largely idealistic effort to reach out to some sort of United Species apart from humanity with scifi technology, but a meeting like that is too centralized and easy for the Regime to attack, so it never transpired The inhabitants live in tribal village societies without any real contact with your group although they leave you alone presuming you live in ruined cities and other out-of-the-way outposts gathering resources as best you can Rathian ruby Rathian ruby is a largely idealistic effort to reach out to some sort of United Species apart from humanity with scifi technology, is a new crime war which breaks out unexpectedly, with silent knives in the dark, poisonings and gunfights Tigrex mantle Tigrex mantle is a new crime war which breaks out unexpectedly, Pulsating blastheart psychos surround areas with volatile psychic energy which make them impossible to break into, and get deeper fuelings from there Creation of Power-belts which give small push / pull forces for lifting heavy objects and knockout gas Confederacy of Cassad, a backwaters World using a combination of tanks and mechs to full effect and overwhelm Rask , conquer past half of it, but not your holdings Pulsating blastheart psychos surround areas with volatile psychic energy which make them impossible to break into, Send your warmasters and people out to find every minor nation, faction, consortium, corporation, tribe or other organisation to become a part of the Regime through extortion, threats or other means Many worlds are picked clean, forcing them into "economic memberships", giving you a larger tax base and worker pool which can be used for more conquests Conquest sphere Conquest sphere: Wartorn dragonsphire is test of your largest: 3 front war attacks from the Regime, have a part of your territory, namely your naval base worlds You're out-manned, out-gunned, but your forces are more united and far more motivated, as is standard with Regime conquests You win an important space battle which leaves the entire Regime fleet to be under your command at which point they surrender a majority of their forces Wartorn dragonsphire is test of your largest: How much is life is just a delivery service for written messages in your era? Carriers, express deliveries and other mail-based businesses come together to form a giant company at the heart of your space territory It uses faux-generously sized "offers" to get in with the people who need to send letters, as well as enter with products from other Factions, despite highly-secured and oft repaired delivery pads They ensure that they are one of the most used companies on the market The leader "Vohn" How much is life is just a delivery service for written messages in your era? You want this ok i will bring it to you so you dont have to go get it The leader is the one who finds these obscure little settlements which are used for intelligence about the state of certain worlds, contact with people and many other things You take out an empty beaker and put your hand on the plug which extends outward to let you operate it using psychic energy conduction They have a more superfluous purpose than you or other faction leaders in that extended sense, but they fill it very well Gargwa are ostrich like birds that run around a lot Probably roadworks or something, you imagine Eyelander is clearly still not satisfied with his current share of traingulate resources for his goodworks in citizens there He gives empty promises that he'll build up the place and make it better defended since defencive duty is expected for normal citizens, but since he's not actually doing so construction work, just giving what people already pay for a bigger wages, they're not entitled to complain Gargwa are ostrich like birds that run around a lot To get them to drop an egg attack them from behind Have the attack be more of a slap than anything else and a hollow one at that Give yourself large feather tufts coming out the back of your head, stick your arms out to the side a bit and pose like an ostrich and spraypaint the surrounding area from rooftops to give the impression of bombing runs laying an egg I'm sure they'll get the joke, or at least laugh as they board up their windows as is their conduct during air raids To get them to drop an egg attack them from behind or something Kyxhyssss! They clearly haven't experienced a successful assassination at all in their lifetimes, otherwise they wouldn't be so predictable about saying obvious reveals You wonder how difficult it would be to change Kyros' skin colour or some such if they started figuring it out "Greetings, honored duardin! I am Kyros, and I wish to parlay! " You broadcasted loudly Kecha wacha wallop Kecha wacha wallop! him off, along with revealing a hidden section of wall Probably an escape route Kyros apparently has dozens of spaceships which are partially concealed by the smoke screens and psychic shields already deployed You make quick work of destroying the relatively small scouts and fighters, but you know you'll be fighting a holding action at best until Kyros can bring more ships into the battle Withdrawing seems like the only option you have Lair scare Lair scare him off, crashes You blame the orks This'll put you in a good position to chase the little shits down with your army behind them, but not in a direct confrontation with the space marine / inquisitor team at least You're still faster than they are though, and an obstacle course isn't exactly what the space marine was planning on doing anyway He just wants to find the Orks You on the other hand An alliance? Snow with occasional lamborgini Snow with occasional lamborgini crashes Uncorner the market onslaughts and put out solar panels there first, then buyout the small local renewables and nuclear plants, turning them off and preventing the reprocessing on the waste Suddenly drop the price of heat energy below the cost it takes to make it and see what happens The planet could become an easily controllable hot spot that way, for as long as it stays warm Or until people actually start to think for themselves a little more, work out what's happening and rebel Uncorner the market onslaughts and put out solar panels there first, Advanced tigrex terror harness comes with a gatling small enough to fit in your hand, in various skin tones Tail upgrades, including whips, spikes, poisons, sacs of debilitating goo and more All moves available in other classes available as moves You can give up certain advantages in certain areas for others Focusing on fast and powerful moves rather than dodging for example Advanced tigrex terror harness comes with a gatling small enough to fit in your hand, Praise the Emperor! Smash the unholy Xenos filth and those that embrace them! Penetrate the heretics and correct their misguided beliefs! Cast down the Psykers and those who rely on unexplainable magic! Smash, Burn, Kill and Destroy! Keep some mounted soldiers Autopilot if possible Use grenades more Deploy swordsmen in thinner areas of forest where they can easily disrupt LOS Hanner it out Hanner it out! with vehicles where possible Trip mines, remote charges and launch rocket attacks You make your preparations as you withdraw, heading back from whence you came Throne! They actually sent a Goddamned army after you! What the hell could Guasacht have done! best not to worry about it now, you just have to get prepared You were expecting a single Marine or a small group, maybe an Inquisitor but an Army? That's insane Catch and release Catch and release with vehicles where possible magnitude = Tremendous You know this is serious when you see the serious weaponry coming out to play The Army had been slowly pulling back before this, letting you do your work, rolling slowly but surely up towards the city center and gradually surrounding it, keeping you away from the High Prince Fear factor But now that army is firmly entrenched, blocking your path and looking down upon you from their Howitzers, Tanks andSelf Propelled Guns Fear factor magnitude = Tremendous (Flat refute on Investigation 2) You are a lonely little ghost, sitting all alone All alone This delivery cannot be completed by normal means After you witness the alligator being attack by a steve the master of defense will force the quest into failure unless you can solve this riddle soon After you witness the alligator being attack by a steve the master of defense will force the quest into failure unless you can solve this riddle soon to 4th floor by 1pm Refute spirit's denial ; (How did bones get into warehouse in first place? The hideous demon that you have been hiding from all this time is nowhere to be seen now and with him out of the way, you feel as though a great weight has been lifted off your chest Deliver fossilized bones You could actually breathe easier now, something that you haven't done in quite some time Deliver fossilized bones to 4th floor by 1pm how fudging long have you been playing this game? I DONT KNOW, BUT MY RIGHT FOOT IS SLEEP! this is when you know the story has been dragging on a bit too long Getting frustrated now as ive been playing for over 3 hours and still cant figure out wtf to do after the river troll part Kushala kushowdown Kushala kushowdown! I don't think they exist yet Carry on playing, will get back to this after 5th hour when boredom feels like fading that's one hell of a climax! Well done chaps! A weapon that fires masses of pure alligator energy A weapon that fires masses of pure alligator energy? The echoing roar of Neroth's last struggle manages to wake you from your joint-induced dreamless sleep Opening your eyes, you immediately sit up, scanning your surroundings while rubbing the remaining sleep out of your eyes You're in thin air, spread-eagle and naked! To your left is the barely moving silhouette of Neroth, wings tucked in to prevent fall; he too is naked with long white hair humiliatingly draped over his face The echoing roar of Neroth's last struggle manages to wake you from your joint-induced dreamless sleep Black rock down The alligators can smell fear (claws on metal railing? How come nobody notices or cares that there are thousands of alligators surrounding Bastok? The spotlight which you still can't locate is very intense, like flash photo intense Hint: Neroth needs new clothes! The alligators can smell fear ; The fear mechanic must out, or maybe monster creator being a pain in the butt? Up to you chaps! Escaping won't be easy, lots of options: swimming ; (too many alligators! ) back to arena ; (locked) , jumping off side & getting hidden by crowd below, breaking glass and riding rope of trousers back down End Thank you for your interest in our game, Alice! We hope you'll continue helping Neroth for now The fear mechanic must out, to Penguin Fortress tomorrow! (Gentlemen of the High Council, do not alter your game in any way Alice's Ticket has been identified as GUEST553 and her game will be shutting down shortly Shipping out Shipping out to Penguin Fortress tomorrow! ed a special build of the game especially for his *ahem* use Pass this information on to Penguin Fortress security immediately and indefinitely halt the playing of this build to anybody without permission from your management or myself Noctural commision This includes all employees, excepting only those directly involved in tracking and apprehending Guest553 I look forward to seeing our records both bloated and deflated simultaneously as you arrest and remove this tirekical pest It's really for the best Noctural commisioned a special build of the game especially for his *ahem* use Dah'ren will briefly shrink into the swamp to produce a speark from his side now trailing a stream of blood I hope you like the taste of cold steel, fnessian scum! He rasps, before sliding into the swamp himself You ready yourself for the charge of the remaining two spearmen, as Dah'ren explodes out of the water behind them! The speark leader barely turns in time to parry his powerful shove Dah'ren will briefly shrink into the swamp to produce a speark from his side, in a matter of seconds! Barely needing to incline his body, the spear flails into a wild bind Left with only a dry hit, then, the would-be killer only narrowly evades death by steel as the wooden spike whistles past his throat They break their ready stance to raise their weapon for another lunge, but find themselves already beaten as Dah'ren rushes low to ram the other's stomach! Preadtor into prey Preadtor into prey in a matter of seconds! Afraid of the dark Hide and freak out Go forth and conquest! The next part is optional; it's up to your group whether you want it to continue or to end the game here You find yourself lying flat on your back in a cramped space of rotting wood Your fellow sailors are crowding around you, congratulating you, as if you'd actually done something worth celebrating for Hide and freak out Dinner guests receive a delightful meal, our very own Fel jurisdiction apologises for the lack of manners from it's officers through their quest to maintain law and order throughout our fair County, Ladies are reminded their cabins are available should they wish to retire from the table due to pregnancy, poor anatomy or just elegance, The gentlemen in attendance have received their designated seating positions and may proceed whenever ready Dinner guests receive a delightful meal, Buffet style dining is available as standard! If you please head to your table and take a number from the pole, your food will be brought to you when it's ready If you prefer to eat in the bar, seats are available and food can be ordered at your leisure Thank you for using Sincale Tours, and have a pleasant stay on our fair isle! Buffet style dining is available as standard! You have compelte the alligator delivery service you may now collect your earnings at the counter or enjoy your meal! Thank you for flying Sincale Tours! How fun with post game content be if while tasked with arresting prominent fnessian enemies you hunted down a lead to Penguin fortress or to all out war and bloodshed How fun with post game content be if while tasked with arresting prominent fnessian enemies you hunted down a lead to Penguin fortress And crafting your favorite armors toughts? haahahaha! I will submit more content in a form if this wish is granted! Maybe even ideas for a new criminal event or two And crafting your favorite armors, 's marine covert operations, or the Fel navy's boarding and seizure of criminals from an anchored ship in fair seas hmmmmm! Blastblight Blastblight's marine covert operations, Striking gold with a big find or bounty capture could even be added to the game! Random travellers, with no affiliation to one's self, making for great events Striking gold with a big find or bounty capture could even be added to the game! Into the mist one travels, what dangers it may hold is advantageous over the trusted traders on route! What's this? A Bounty? Right there and then you are given the opportunity to either apprehend or disregard the target, your own Ship beside you and a Special Ops team of decorated officers Lying in ambush, two good men set aside from your group rise to the challenge Within minutes they return victorious with the fragile form of their prey Into the mist one travels, in the team! Ahoy welcomes you aboard, any new equipment can be seen on our racks The captain has requested that special attention should be paid to the new armor sets, and any upgrades made available to your equipment while aboard! While on board, your role is as important as any other in keeping the ship safe from harm, ensuring not a single coin is wasted achieving mission success Looking at equipment can help determine what role you will play Looking at equipment can help determine what role you will play in the team! For example a hunter with a hammer will attack the monsters head on, using raw strength to deliver massive blows to an enemy Thus improving the damage of his hammer should be his key focus! An engineer on the hand uses tools and gadgets in the fight, building weapons for others to point and click at their target Utilizing substances such as liquid fire, a blazing inferno or an explosion they will use all means possible to bring the foe down! For example a hunter with a hammer will attack the monsters head on, Nothing makes for poor damage than four guys tripping each other up trying to get to the monsters head or seven dwarves setting the monsters foot on fire, blowing off all it's toes without doing any real damage! Working as a team is key! Since tools in this case are not made of metal and are often very costly, It is recommended to equip everyone with equal items! And so, you're furnished with standard equipment based on your role Nothing makes for poor damage than four guys tripping each other up trying to get to the monsters head, Watch for upswings super pounds and gi shells Now is the right time to use non-order armors such as the wulven adventurer set, gilded pauldron and shock prow predecessor! You will also retain these sets while on missions, as your role and place in the crew are important Keep up the good work! L&E out Watch for upswings super pounds and gi shells! Certian weapon attack can be incredibly disruptive towards other hunters It's been brought to my attention by the head of the Hunters guild that sometimes bolts can randomly become attracted or electricuted to another player causing minimal damage! Although ranged weapons are a generally unreliable due to this fact, it is strongly advised to attack using melee wherever possible on team hunts Lucked out and got the same equipment before the other guy? Well lucky you! Certian weapon attack can be incredibly disruptive towards other hunters! Mind your positioning and make sure no other hunters are around when you are using them Grant your team wind pressure resistance or earplughs while bashing the alligators face in Grant your team wind pressure resistance or earplughs while bashing the alligators face in! Dont just sit in the corner playing crummy healing songs on your lute that no-one enjoys! Dont just sit in the corner playing crummy healing songs on your lute that no-one enjoys! Keep equipment up to date Although the guild provides us with all we need, sometime you might find that a veteran hunter drops something good Go for it! We were all on that level at some point, we'll always appreciate new equipment! Nowadays ive seen mages infront taking the role of leader Look at them decieve the giant lizards and blast them in the face while the other shoot flaming bolas! Well most of the time Keep equipment up to date! type! Your about to be beside a firebomb What would you do? When you rank up update all equipment of the approatiete rank GETTING IT? Well if you were fast and well, lucky, youd dive forward away from the group but remain close enough so the explosion doesnt giver you heavy bolusses Quite manovers tho so not everyone can do it ) Now were talking, ready the crossbow! Don't just stand there looking at the birds overhead thinking how far along technology is When you rank up update all equipment of the approatiete rank type! so you need not expose them to attack! Of course, communication is still key! Even if he dropped it, you cant be picky in battle so grabbing whatever you can equip is the route to go! You can pause the message if you know you wont understand it, we've all been there but think about trying to I mean the guys just reading out general information and tips you might find handy to keep in mind! Carry lifepoweders and dust of life to heal teammates from afar Carry lifepoweders and dust of life to heal teammates from afar so you need not expose them to attack! Refer to rare catch drops to dertermine to capture or kill the alligater to retain the parts you need and run by the rest of the party STAY in the fight! Even if it gets tough, I've acidentally won fights by simply just doding most of the enemy boosts and heals just by leaving some members behind to continue fighting, by when you return with another round of refeshing the battle will be easy again Talk about 2 birds with 1 stone! Refer to rare catch drops to dertermine to capture or kill the alligater to retain the parts you need and run by the rest of the party! Share items with your team and take what they need if you know you wont need something You'll find it easier to fight enemies in the upcoming event when everyone is on even ground and shares supplies instead of falling behind Share items with your team and take what they need if you know you wont need something in the belly, it does minimal damage and roaming bands of hunters wont appreciate you polluting their precious dinosaur meat Humanoid enemies have faster movement speed than buggies, if you run after a fleeing enemy atleast one party member will probably be able to catch up and eliminate them as they run for safety If they regen or escape, it makes little difference since they'll return to repeat the enevitable happening again Dont hit mounted alligators Dont hit mounted alligators in the belly, If the alligator flinches the mount will automatically fail so no matter how much you increase an alligaters appendeles strength it will never flinch from anything less than a tank cannon and even tank cannons are iffy to make it flinch So if you intend to use buggies against alligaters, always make sure youre slow moving buggies such as the supply carrier or if your feeling nasty, rigs with huge anchors welded to them so they over compensate on the turning Of course then theres the brute of them all, the wildest most aggressive unpredictable alligator in all the lands, his name is Severe Tire Damage and all buggies fail against him HEY WAITING FOR A REPEAT OF THAT INFO! AT Turret 1-2: you get to pick first for where you want to drop in your troops, is it safe to drop anywhere or should you try to makeup a strategy on the spots your dropping in too? Like a teenager, I left pre-game without fully reading what to do in this round *sigh im getting too old for this 'Reads Game Information' You have a choice to make, first what is the most logical choice to make for how to play each district? What Im no God damned politician, I just kill everything WITHOUT A SOUL that stands in my way Heres a vote masquerading as an opinion : thinking: Done! Im waiting Done? Alright to the 3 spots you can drop troops! Since all dropzones are nearer the military district than the others, this would be beneficial to have all or most of your ground forces rely on sheer firepower and push from that vantage point The guerrila types from there could begin sabotaging irreplacable facilities or making it a more difficult fight for the enemy anytime they wanted to reform The risk is spread out too thin, plus there is better parking in the city to hide buggies in This would be the choice of the Merc solider Guerrillas and sabotuers would have it better from here As there are alot of tight alleyways and building faces to get good ambushes going on, or even rigging a few walls to fall in and seal off some of your tunnels The problem with that is despite being able to fight in the dark or whatever You don't get good offensice weapons there Its more of a defensive strong hold at best, and thats assuming you can get enough to cover every street to keep the gun fire at bay This is the choice of the guerrillas themselves The dregs of the barrios, the place hasn't been outright claimed by either side yet You could easily break a few weak holdouts and begin using it as your bases of operations for supply reasons BUT There isn't much in the way of waterways to slow down or stop attacks from the otherside, defenders would have it easier though

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Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and Bernie Sanders visited Wichita, Kansas, in support of congressional candidate James Thompson. Is the red state ready to turn blue?

In a dim corridor backstage, Vermont senator Bernie Sanders looked down at Kansas congressional hopeful James Thompsons denim jeans and black boots. Hey James, Sanders said without cracking a smile. Could I borrow your cowboy shoes?

Thompson took just a second to recover from the razzing.

I wear them because the shits so deep around here, he replied.

Through the thick cement walls of this downtown Wichita convention hall, we heard the roar of 4,000 Kansans awaiting speeches by Sanders, Thompson and progressive rocket ship Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez in support of Thompsons run for Congress. It was Ocasio-Cortezs first political appearance outside New York after her remarkable primary win in June, when the 28-year-old democratic socialist defeated one of the most powerful House Democrats in Washington. Here in the midwest, Thompson who also has never held office has tapped into similar yearning for a representative who has more old friends at the local pub than in DC.

The choice of location for Ocasio-Cortezs debut outside New York is poetic: like Sanders, she and Thompson have refused corporate donations, and this district is home to perhaps the greatest conservative influencers in US history the Koch brothers, whose political network pledged to spend $400m on conservative candidates before the midterms.

Its one thing to push the Democratic party left in New York City. It is quite another to rabble-rouse for universal healthcare, wind energy and a livable wage in Charles Kochs backyard. Doing so takes, my friends in the north-east might say, hutzpah.

Or, as my Kansas farmer grandpa might have said: That Jim is full of piss and vinegar.

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez laughs backstage with congressional candidate James Thompson. Photograph: Amy Kontras for the Guardian

No congressional candidate has ever done what Thompson is doing in this era of unrestricted corporate campaign donations: hold a progressive sword at the precise geographic heart of the dark-money beast. When I asked whether anyone has, say, tried to break his kneecaps, Thompson let out a big laugh.

Id like to see them try, he said. Thats one good thing about being 6ft 2.

Such humor joking in a manner that polite society might view as unseemly is the necessary roughness that millions of Americans develop to survive on job sites, in barrooms, in their own homes while the air conditioning window unit drips water on to the carpet.

It only makes sense that a progressive movement unifying the working class across lines of race, gender, age, religion and location would contain candidates like Thompson, who is both a civil rights attorney who represented detained immigrants and victims of police brutality and a former bouncer at a Wichita country-western nightclub called InCahoots.

Fight for America

A hard story often comes with hard language. During a period of homelessness, Thompson bathed, washed clothes and fished for food in a canal. He fought for emancipation from an abusive parent and attended 16 schools before finishing high school. This is a not a man who, in the face of rising authoritarianism, will be civil to please pearl-clutching political leaders on either side of the aisle.

This is precisely his appeal in southern Kansas. Thompson might be a new star for coastal reporters. But his combination of progressive ideas and unapologetically impolite language has been gaining supporters and even converting some Trump voters for a year and a half without the national Democratic party lifting a finger.

In contrast to a version of liberal America often criticized as, well, a bunch of wimps, his campaign slogan is Fight for America.

Attendees watch a short promotional video at Century II Performing Arts and Convention Center in Wichita. Photograph: Amy Kontras for the Guardian

Thompson told me he was first encouraged to run for office by Republican friends who felt out of sync with a party morphing into an insanely right caricature. A pro-choice, gun-owning military veteran who supports legal weed and social security expansion, Thompson can kick dirt with farmers at rural events, walk in Wichitas recent pride and Juneteenth parades, and post a photo of himself smiling with two guys wearing bearded deplorable shirts after a long conversation about the issues.

He nearly won a special election last year. Now Ocasio-Cortez and Sanders who won the Kansas Democratic caucus for the 2016 presidential nomination two-to-one are here to make sure he gets it done in the midterms, thus flipping this district blue for the first time in 26 years.

The eager crowd, which outgrew its original venue and was relocated at the last minute to accommodate thousands more, is mostly midwesterners who loathe Trump and were long ago written off as a waste of resources by the national Democratic party. Recently governed by extreme conservative Sam Brownback for eight years, they were resisting long before it was a national movement.

In contrast to red-hatted rallies that in 2016 got far more political coverage, they are both pissed off and peaceful, both riled up for change and diverse in racial makeup.

Thompson knows that, while the progress his would-be constituents seek is toward a serene, humane society, the fire in their bellies must now be summoned.

I had to fight all the time. Literally and figuratively, Thompson will tell them from the stage, as he asks them to fight now alongside him. Thats just part of growing up in poverty. When I see people struggling and I talk about it, Im not talking about it from up on a hill somewhere.

Ocasio-Cortez, who has faced different uphill battles, carries herself with the same self-possession. She taunted on the Late Show with Stephen Colbert that the current president doesnt know how to deal with a girl from the Bronx. She and Thompson evoke the unflagging spirit of California representative Maxine Waters, who received death threats for unapologetic criticism of the corrupt Washington regime and responded: You better shoot straight.

This scrappy attitude is not the empty bluster of a fearful ego with an orange combover seeking to preserve itself. It is a knowing of ones own strength, fortified by the mortal dangers of poverty, labor, misogyny, white supremacy.

It is the Statue of Liberty looking a bully in the eye in a barroom and saying to someone standing behind her: Hold my torch.

Presence is such a basic thing to ask for

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez stands for the national anthem backstage. Photograph: Amy Kontras for the Guardian

To back up their talk, Ocasio-Cortez and Thompson quite literally walk the walk.

The day after the Wichita event, Ocasio-Cortez told me by phone from Missouri, where she was campaigning for congressional candidate and fellow progressive Cori Bush, that physical presence both builds support and dissolves the political polarities on which so many pundits feed.

When someone actually knocks on your door or goes to your civic association meeting and you actually touch their hand, it really does change everything, said Ocasio-Cortez, who recently tweeted a photo of the shoes she wore door-to-door, holes worn through the soles, with the comment: Respect the hustle.

There are places in the Bronx and neighborhoods in Queens that look like neighborhoods in Wichita. I walked in thinking I was in for a world of hurt, she told me. There is this impulse to just abandon it. To just say, you know what, forget it its a lost cause. Its just gonna be difficult or hurtful or dangerous. But I decided to go in anyway.

What she got for her leap of faith was one of the greatest political upsets in modern history and an appreciation for the extent to which working-class voters have felt forgotten.

Her 48-hour tour of Wichita, Kansas City, Kansas, and St Louis, Missouri, confirmed this theory, recalling fellow community organizer Barack Obamas musings about his well-received travels through the rural midwest as a black liberal.

The thing that I hear over and over and over again is Thank you for coming here. Thank you for coming, she said, her tone implying incredulousness that, besides Sanders, other Democrats with national platforms hadnt deigned to visit. Presence is such a basic thing to ask for.

Sanders told me by phone from Washington, a few days after his Kansas stop, that a 50-state strategy is common sense.

It is beyond comprehension, the degree to which the Democratic party nationally has essentially abdicated half of the states in this country to rightwing Republicans, including some of the poorest states in America, those in the south, Sanders said. The reason I go to Kansas and many so-called red states is that I will do everything that I can to bring new people into the political process in states which are today conservative. I do not know how you turn those states around unless you go there and get people excited.

Bernie Sanders reviews his notes backstage before speaking at the event. Photograph: Amy Kontras for the Guardian

For many in the crowd, his visit was validation of months of hard work that takes particular gumption in a place described by so many headlines as Trump country.

Since launching his first run for the seat in early 2017, Thompson says, he and his campaign have knocked on 40,000 doors and made 330,000 phone calls. Including phone bankers across the country, the effort has included 7,000 volunteers.

That hustle has already knocked 25 points off the Republican partys lead from 31 points when the current secretary of state, Mike Pompeo, won in 2014 to just six points in last years special election won by Representative Ron Estes. Before the rally with Sanders and Ocasio-Cortez, Thompson reflected on the difference between his approach and that of opponent Estes when hes back from Washington.

[He] is either in a vehicle waving or walking down the center of the street waving, Thompson said. He had 400 individual donations in the special election. We had 29,000. As long as hes got his 400 people that are willing to donate money, and the big corporate Pacs giving money, he doesnt need to dirty his hands shaking hands with people.

On social media, Thompson has been challenging Estes to debate him in each of the districts 17 counties show up or shut up with no response. While under a very different context, its not so unlike when New York representative Joe Crowley kept failing to appear at primary debates against Ocasio-Cortez.

Thinking that you can get a job without showing up for the job interview just is wild to me, Thompson said.

This is the great irony of conservative criticism of progressive candidates. Candidates such as Sanders, Ocasio-Cortez and Thompson are accused of seeking handouts for lazy moochers, while evidence suggests they are the hardest workers in the fight.

I would prefer to sit down and talk. But if you wanna be an ass, all right

When Ocasio-Cortez was in fifth grade, her tough teacher in the New York City public schools was a Kansas native with a fierce love for her home state. Young Ocasio-Cortez was nervous, she told the Wichita audience, when the teacher organized a state history project and assigned her Kansas.

After reading a lot about wheat, as a 10-year-old, Ocasio-Cortez said to laughs, I learned that Kansas was founded in a struggle over the conscience of this nation.

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez reviews her notes backstage. Photograph: Amy Kontras for the Guardian

She referenced the Kansas-Nebraska Act of 1854, which charged the Kansas territory with deciding whether they would allow slavery. Abolitionists fought bloody border wars with neighboring, slave-holding Missouri sparking the civil war and Kansas was established as a free state.

That is the crucible and the soul of this state, Ocasio-Cortez said, articulating what many Kansans know but rarely see reflected in modern politics, national discussion, or the electoral college that obscures their votes.

Like Sanders and Thompson, she pointed out that persistent notions of Kansas as a deep red state didnt jibe with the large minority she was seeing on the ground. While the Wichita crowd thundered after one of Sanders remarks on stage, Ocasio-Cortez peeked out from behind the curtain with her cellphone. She tweeted the video, adding: The midwest feels pretty all right to me!

Meanwhile, leaders in the Democratic party from the House minority leader, Nancy Pelosi, to former senator Joe Lieberman have been critical of this excitement, saying it wont play in middle America or that moving left harms the party.

If a centrist model is what works [in Kansas] then why has that centrist model not won the past 20 years, and in fact lost by 20-30 points in every election since [1992]? Thompson asked me. The idea that we need to be more like Republicans so we can beat Republicans is asinine. We need to have a clear choice. Something to vote for instead of against.

One such thing would be Medicare for all, he said, which he acknowledged isnt feasible under the current legislature but has pledged to work toward. When describing public healthcare or other programs that have been defunded or privatized into oblivion, he put it in language working-class voters might appreciate.

Its like taking a car, taking the battery out and going, Oh, see, it doesnt run any more. So we need to get rid of it, Thompson said. Put the battery back in.

He laughed when I noted there are a lot of lawmakers who would never think of a car battery as an analogy because theyve never had to change one. Thompson explained that law school taught him to avoid legalese when addressing a jury.

[Voters] want to hear me talking about real solutions in plain language that is not mealy-mouthed and trying to play both sides of the fence, said Thompson, who walked onstage to Garth Brookss 1990 country hit Friends in Low Places. Regardless of whether they agree or not, theyre going to respect that a lot more.

Must be doing something right if Fox is talking about me

Thompson told me that he learned in the military both to be willing to have conversations with people who have different perspectives and to draw a line in the sand when someone doesnt share your openness.

You offer em a choice, Thompson said. I would prefer to sit down and talk. But if you wanna be an ass, all right.

While he does not identify as a democratic socialist like Sanders and Ocasio-Cortez, Thompson is perceived at the national level as a party rebel for his stances on the minimum wage, healthcare and other basic assurances that all three candidates insist will summon voters regardless of location in midterm primaries and elections this year.

Theyre not radical ideas theyre commonsense ideas, Thompson told the crowd at the convention hall. They laughed when he added, Thats why we see a crowd of thousands here today when there was a MAGA rally four days ago that had 50 people at it.

But Thompson got some of the events wildest cheers when he spoke about the supposedly more divisive matters of womens reproductive rights he is a staunch defender of Roe v Wade and drug laws.

When people talk about raising money for our state? Heres an idea: legalize marijuana, he said, and the crowd exploded.

Congressional candidate James Thompson, Bernie Sanders and Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez wave at the end of the campaign event. Photograph: Amy Kontras for the Guardian

At another point, he called out false narratives about his home that might cause some to be surprised by the massive gathering at noon on a weekday, months before the election in a midterm year: When people wanna say this is Trump country, I say hell no.

Video of this statement made it on to his least favorite cable television network, later prompting Thompson to tweet with several laugh-cry emojis: Must be doing something right if Fox is talking about me and causing alt-right heads to explode.

Its a herculean undertaking to fight the forces that work against Thompsons campaign: Fox News, the Koch brothers, his own Democratic party. Where Im from, theres only one thing that might hold more sway than they do: straight talk and an authentic handshake.

Solidarity from Sanders, Ocasio-Cortez and other candidates and activists across the country fortifies the progressive Kansans doing the talking and shaking.

If James wins here, Sanders said onstage, this will be not only another progressive member to the Congress. This will be a shot heard around not just this country the world.

All three candidates challenged the crowd to channel the energy of the moment into the civic action that might decide election outcomes.

Im just a figurehead, Thompson said. You are the way that we flip this district. You are the ones that can make the changes that you want. You are the ones that have the power in this country. Its not with the Koch brothers. Its not with the big corporations. Its with you.

The crowd cheered so loudly that a woman behind me plugged her ears with her fingers.

Ron Estes, I hope you look at this crowd and are shakin in your boots, Thompson said. Because were coming for you.

This article was amended on 26 July 2018 to correct the year the Kansas-Nebraska Act was passed to 1854, from 1861 as an earlier version said.

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