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reportwire · 2 years
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CVG Responds Quickly to Support Its Team in Ukraine
CVG Responds Quickly to Support Its Team in Ukraine
Commercial Vehicle Group (CVG) protects its team and production in Ukraine, while installing backup production in the Czech Republic. Press Release – Apr 12, 2022 NEW ALBANY, Ohio, April 12, 2022 (Newswire.com) – CVG had 1,200 employees immediately impacted by the senseless Russian invasion of Ukraine. Despite a complete shut-down initially, CVG is back to 100% pre-invasion output rates. This…
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queenlucythevaliant · 6 months
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Okay gang, here's a silly little game. I've assembled six teams of blended Narnia and Tolkien/LotR characters. Here they are:
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For bonus points, tell me in the tags where you're going on your road trip, who has what role (driving, snacks, aux) on the road, and what you'll stop off and see along the way
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sitting-on-me-bum · 2 years
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DESERT IRONCLAD BEETLE
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edsonjnovaes · 2 years
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BRUBAKER BOX, UM VW BEETLE FUTURISTA?
BRUBAKER BOX, UM VW BEETLE FUTURISTA?
Ex-aluno do Art Center College of Design de Pasadena, Califórnia, EUA, Curtis Brubaker trabalhou no Cadillac advanced styling group (grupo avançado de estilo da Cadillac) em Detroit antes de voltar para a área de Los Angeles e montar sua própria empresa independente de design, o Brubaker Group. Ao mergulhar na cena de carros do sul da Califórnia no final dos anos 60 e início dos anos 70, ele…
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flamebearrel · 2 years
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[ID: A screenshot from Fire Emblem: Three Houses on its free day activity selection menu. The current date is 8/30, the last free day of Verdant Rain Moon. End ID]
So I’m right here before the end of the game, and here’s my genius plan: I saved multiple duplicate files just before finishing my explore, so I can S-support multiple of my faves and all I have to replay is the final battle!
We’ll see how many replays I have the energy for, but the intended order is
Ignatz (planned Verdant Wind S-support from day 1)
Cyril (ultimate fave <3)
Ferdinand
Dorothea (she is both the best girl in the whole game AND my current only bi option besides Sothis so frankly why wouldn't I)
This may have some effects the paired endings too - I’ll post all the ones I get for each file
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Harley-Davidson Expressing Interest in Buying Ducati
Harley-Davidson Expressing Interest in Buying Ducati
Intro text we refine our methods of responsive web design, we’ve increasingly focused on measure and its relationship to how people read. A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small…
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Paul Blest at More Perfect Union:
Thousands of workers at a Volkswagen plant in Chattanooga, Tennessee have voted to join the United Auto Workers, defying an all-out union-busting effort from the state’s political leaders and marking a key victory for the United Auto Workers in their renewed effort to organize the South and non-union plants.
Unofficial results tallied Friday showed that after three days of voting, more than two-thirds of workers voted to join the UAW. The win in Chattanooga is the first successful attempt to organize a non-union automaker in decades and comes after multiple failed attempts to organize the plant, including in 2014 and 2019. More than 4,300 workers were eligible to vote this week.  “I can't explain it. It's not like the first times,” Renee Berry, who has worked at the Chattanooga plant for 14 years and through two prior facility-wide votes, told us in the lead-up to the election. “The first few times was hell…now it's like we can roll our shoulders back, because we got it.”  Volkswagen is the world’s largest auto company by revenue, and until today, every one of its plants around the globe has been unionized except for one.
"This is going to be in history books down the road. This is huge—forever huge,” Robert Soderstrom, a worker at the plant, told More Perfect Union. “People recognize for the first time in a long time, on a mass scale, that there's got to be some changes. And some of the power and stuff that's gone to the corporate world needs to come back to us little guys.” The victory in Tennessee continues a winning streak for the UAW, which negotiated record contracts at the Detroit Three of Ford, GM, and Stellantis last year following a lengthy “stand-up” strike. After passing the contracts, UAW President Shawn Fain announced a $40 million effort to organize non-union U.S. plants, largely based in right-to-work states like Tennessee and owned by auto companies based in Europe, Japan, and South Korea, as well as EV manufacturers like Tesla and Rivian. 
Since launching that new effort, more than 10,000 autoworkers around the country have signed union cards, according to the UAW. Earlier this month, workers at a Mercedes plant in Vance, Alabama became the second group to file for an election, which will be held from May 13 to 17. Alabama Gov. Kay Ivey and the state Chamber of Commerce have forcefully opposed the unionization effort, claiming it would hurt Alabama autoworkers—who, even before the pandemic, were making less than they did in 2002 when adjusted for inflation. The same dynamic has played out in Tennessee. Gov. Bill Lee, who denounced the last unsuccessful union campaign in 2019, said it would be a “mistake” for workers at the Chattanooga plant to unionize and boasted about the state’s “right-to-work” law. 
🚨🚨 BREAKING:🚨🚨 Workers at the Volkswagen (VW) plant in Chattanooga have voted yes to join the United Auto Workers (UAW) after 2 failed attempts in 2014 and 2019. #UAW #VWChattanooga #1u
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Volkswagen W12 Roadster Concept, 1998. An open version of the earlier W12 Syncro that was designed by Giorgetto Giugiaro under a commissioned from then Volkswagen Group CEO Ferdinand Piech to create a VW supercar to showcase their W12 engine
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octuscle · 6 months
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Studying has been so stressful lately ? Have you got something to help me relax ?
Thursday morning, 8:00 a.m. You park the old Toyota Prius that you took over from your mother in the student parking lot. Thank God it's the weekend soon, you think. But you don't feel like going to the microeconomics lecture right away. Integration of AI in the pricing of inhomogeneous markets. Unfortunately, you're not one of those nerds who can jerk off to the lecture notes. But you have to go through it now. Before you go in there, you surf through Instagram a bit. An ad for Chronivac TimeTravel pops up. It looks silly… Kind of like a role-playing game. You have to choose a character. You think about how your dad always raves about his college days. Maybe it would be cool if it was 1983. And if you were a bodybuilder. A stupid meathead. You choose that as your character. You'll worry about the rest later. Your lecture is about to start. And you still have to fight your way through the group of activists protesting against the climate policy.
The lecture is really too complicated for you. AI is a complex subject. But in combination with microeconomics? Whoever came up with that… You breathe a sigh of relief when the lecture is over. As well as you can with your face mask on. This pandemic is really exhausting. But it's good that at least there are lectures in presence again. This videoconference crap is really not mature yet. Next lecture is Spanish for Business. That's more your thing. The professor is really hot. Good motivation to go back to the workout later. You've been spending every free minute in the gym for two months, and you're starting to see results.
During the lunch break you sit with the lads from the wrestling team. Wrestling is not your thing. But the lads look like bulls. And you like that. You talk about the legalization of cannabis in Canada. That would be a cool thing here too. You've pretty much given up smoking and alcohol since you got into bodybuilding. But you don't think there's anything wrong with a little weed now and then.
At 4:00 p.m., university is over for you for the day. You sit down in the five-year-old VW Jetta that you took over from your mother. It's really embarrassing. You feel ashamed every time you drive it to the gym. Let's see, maybe you can at least put a cool matte black finish on it…
The workout was awesome again. You totally forgot the time. You're back in your car at 9:00 p.m. and drive to your dorm. You turn on the news while you prepare your dinner. China's Vice President Xi Jinping is appointed vice chairman of the Communist Party's military commission. The 57-year-old is seen as a potential successor to state and party leader Hu Jintao. Boring stuff… You certainly don't have to remember that name.
The alarm clock rings at 5:00 am. Breakfast. And off to the gym. The car radio is talking about a possible invasion of Iraq. Many of your buddies from the gym were in the army or navy… Their nerves are on edge. You can understand if you still have friends or family who might have to go to war. But 09/11 must be avenged!
Before university, leg training is the order of the day. You are proud of your colossal thighs. Many of your buddies only work out the upper body. You have the best proportions here. You've only been lifting iron for two years. But for you it's not a leisure activity, for you it's a religion.
You're just in time for your lecture. Game theory. You take your pad and pen and start taking notes. A laptop would be really cool right now. But you know four or five people on campus who have one. It's just incredibly expensive… But you won't need much longer for your bachelor's degree in sport management. Then you will hopefully be able to afford something like that. And hopefully also a new car. Your Jeep Wrangler is a cool car. But it's also eleven years old. Built in 1980… At least it gets you to the gym at 4:00 p.m. reliably.
Some dumbass turned on CNN instead of MTV on the workout floor. Some shit with the Soviet Union. Apparently everything is falling apart there and the former Soviet republics are forming a new union. Boring shit. Fortunately, someone quickly switches back to MTV. Good Vibrations with Marky Mark. Cool guy. But quite a weakling. You do a double bicepz pose in front of the mirror. You've been here every free minute for almost three years. Maybe you should be in one of those music videos.
After your workout, you wanted to go straight to bed. But it's Friday night. 10:00 p.m. The lads ask if you'd like to go to the late show of the new film with Michael J. Fox. Back to the Future. Why not. The movie's pretty funny, too. Time travel. Strange conception… But you like the idea…
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Saturday morning, October 22, 1983. At 10:00 you're back at the Gym. On the way here, you've been listening to the radio about peace demonstrations in Europe. The Russki is once again threatening nuclear war. And we are stationing Pershings in Germany. Bonnie Tyler's "total eclipse of the heart" is playing from the speakers in the gym. Fuck the Russki and fuck the Germans. You're all about getting your muscles burning. At 2:00 p.m., your shift at the counter begins. Tonight you and your pals are going to wrestling. That would be a cool alternative. You as the new Hulk Hogan! But until that happens, you help out at the gym on weekends. And during the week, you'll drive a backhoe on a construction site. Hey, it's a cool life. You don't want any other!
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Camp Crystal Lake: Chapter 1
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Joel Miller x f!reader (romance/horror)
Setting: Camp Crystal Lake
The reader is taking on the position of a camp counselor at the infamous Camp Crystal Lake. While she begins to enjoy her summer, even crushing on the camp director Joel, a killer lurks in the woods unbeknownst to anyone. 
Every town in North America has a ghost story. Some are well kept secrets, and others are so notorious that the sins of those tales have spread far and wide, to every dark corner of the earth. Crystal Lake was a sterling example of such a place. It had a typical sounding name, really, for a fresh body of water in the middle of the New England woods. But the stories surrounding the area were anything but typical.
As a young child, I remember hearing his name being said on the playgrounds at school. Jason. It didn’t take me long to insert myself into conversations in an attempt to hear the details of whatever version of the story the older kids were spreading. Back then it didn’t matter if they were fact or fiction. I stayed up late, wide eyed staring at every dark corner of my bedroom after hearing tales of Jason Voorhees. Now, at 22 years old and about to enter the summer as a counselor at Camp Crystal Lake, those distant, childish memories made me grin; though when my rusty, Jeep Wrangler bounced down the uneven road past the wooden Camp Crystal Lake sign, the hairs rose just a bit on the back of my neck.
“I thought you outgrew superstition,” I said quietly to myself as a song ended on my playlist, leaving me in a few extra seconds of silence to take in the wooded surroundings.
Jason Voorhees. The name still creeped everyone out. Yes, there had been a tragedy that happened decades earlier. Jason Voorhees was real; but after several attacks on counselors and residents alike, a boy named Tommy Jarvis managed to put Jason to rest permanently.
I shuddered and reminded myself that that was decades ago. I wasn’t even alive when it all happened. And this new camp wasn’t anywhere near the original location of the attacks on that Friday the 13th back in the 80’s.
I saw a pale yellow VW Bug parked up ahead next to a blue Ford pickup truck. On the opposite side of the truck was a Bronco with about as much rust as my Jeep. I began to wonder what my coworkers would be like. Would they be my age? Younger? Older? Local? I was about to find out.
I parked in the clearing beside the VW and stared out at the lake a few hundred yards away. There was a small beach with a towering, white lifeguard stand in the center and a wooden raft floating too not far from the patch of sand. If nothing else, it would be a great summer gig with a view. The campers wouldn’t be here for several weeks and I knew getting the place ready would call for some physical labor. I never minded hands-on work, and I was sure it would give us all time to bond.
When I exited the vehicle, a breeze hit me from the water and I shuddered, despite the temperatures nearing eighty degrees on the late June afternoon. My eyes scanned the trees on all sides and I suddenly wondered where everyone was. I let farfetched ‘what-ifs’ filter through my mind for a second before smirking to myself.
Grow up, I scolded myself lightheartedly. The imaginative part of me still enjoyed the folklore, no matter how juvenile it felt.
I popped open the back of the Jeep and reached in to grab my suitcase, an oversized gym bag and a backpack that housed the majority of my clothes. I had a few stray boxes with makeup and hair products, among other toiletries, though I decided I’d come back for them later.
Again, I took in my surroundings. For some reason I half-expected to see a group of young people out-and-about in the immediate area upon arrival. The silence was beginning to hit my psyche harder than I’d like to admit, and so I stared up at an oversized cabin with wooden paneling and headed in that direction.
A hammock swung empty on a giant front porch that was littered with chairs and small tables in between. Above them hung metal lighting fixtures, some of which were swinging in the summer breeze.
And then I heard a sound I could only compare to clicking. It was like a clock, almost. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
I set my suitcase down near the bottom step and shrugged the gym bag off my shoulder so it rested beside it, leaving my backpack on. And then I followed the sound.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
What is that?
I swallowed hard as the noise grew louder. It stopped for a second and then there was a louder noise. A faint bang. And then a pause. Another bang.
What the hell is that?
I rounded the side of the two-story cabin and peeked my head around to see if I could get a glimpse of whatever, or whoever, was responsible for the sound. Visions of Jason Voorhees and his menacing hockey mask left my mind immediately when the truth revealed itself.
A muscular man in a flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up past his elbows swung an ax, connecting with a giant log of wood. It split into two, sending little shards flying into the air. He wiped his forehead with his arm and then reached for another.
I wasn’t sure if I should tiptoe back to the front porch or interrupt him, but my mind was made up by default when he slowly turned in my direction. When he smiled beneath a mustache, I blushed and glanced at the open area of his chest where a few buttons were undone.
“Hello.” He gave a wave and wiped sweat off his forehead again before removing a pair of work gloves.
I raised my hand and swallowed hard. “Hi.”
The man approached and extended an arm in my direction. I stared down at his hand for a second before joining mine to his in a handshake. Our eyes met and I felt my eyebrows raise unwillingly.
“I’m Joel Miller,” he introduced himself, slightly out of breath. “I did the phone interview with you back in March and a second one in April. (Y/N), right?”
“Yeah.” I nodded and cleared my throat with a smile.
“I’m the camp director,” he informed me with a nod.
“Nice to meet you.” My hand was still in his and finally they parted.
Joel nodded in agreement. “I’m just finishing up here. I think we have one more person to arrive today before the rest come in the middle of the week. You can get yourself settled in whatever room is still available and I’ll be in in a few minutes.”
“Okay.” I nodded, “Thank you.”
“Thank you.”
When he smiled again I might as well have turned to stone. Who knew my boss for the summer would be such a.. hunk.
Well shit. It’s thirty seconds into the summer and I’m already crushing on my boss. I added, what a lovely predicament.
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seat-safety-switch · 9 months
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"He is named Mr. Biscuits. But she... she is named Ms. Biscotti."
I have been volunteering at the animal shelter over the last couple of weeks, as part of my court-ordered community service. Before that, I was out on the highway, picking up garbage. Unfortunately for me, I was tempted by a broken-down Chrysler Imperial on the side of the road, and attempted to fix it to help out the owner, and not at all to drive away with it at high speed. This drew the ire of my supervisor, who shot me with a beanbag round.
Sub-lethal ammunition aside, the animal shelter had been treating me quite well. They gave me water and snacks, for instance, and I got to become friends with a grumpy old tabby who would only piss in the box when I was around. Everything was going according to plan, until it happened.
"Here are the new enrichment toys for these cats. Ooh, they look so realistic. Here's a little Toyota Corolla–"
It was clearly a Toyota Corona, but I can see how someone born in this country, and who had failed to be educated about Japanese domestic market shitboxes would miss that. I took a deep breath, lowered my heart rate, and she continued without noticing.
"And I think this one is a VW Beetle. Cute!"
There was absolutely no way that someone could mistake a Fiat 600 for a VW Beetle. Like, come on. This person – my new supervisor – was a secret oppressor placed here by my haters, to attempt to get me to violate my parole conditions. Still, I maintained my composure, drawing on the anger-management skills that had been drilled into my head by a combination of prison group therapy and mood-altering medication. I sat there, crosslegged, and watched a small orange kitten climb into the Corona. This, I assumed, must be Mr. Biscuits.
I fully expected the cat to immediately leap out of the car and continue on his usual kitteny antics of knocking things off shelves, chasing the reflection from my phone screen, and excessively odorous pooping. That didn't happen. Mister Biscuits sat in the drivers seat and seemed to be working the steering wheel and little shifter, his brow furrowed with intent.
Did I tell anyone? No. My volunteer duties were clearly indicated in the contract that I signed when I began work. When Mr. Biscuits stole that Power Wheels a couple years later, and led the entire police department on a high-speed chase after knocking over a pet food store, I wasn't surprised. The community gives back what you give to it.
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waltwhitmansbeard · 5 months
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ugh now i can't stop thinking about it so
what cars would the mighty nein drive?
jester: she's just what a 60s vw bug would be like as a person. bubble gum pink with giant yellow flowers. an antenna topper of a cupcake and a "the traveler is my co-pilot" bumper sticker in the font from the beginning of legally blonde.
fjord: a wood-paneled station wagon. just an absolute boat of a vehicle that all of the kids (re: the rest of the nein) can pile into. insists you can't have the aux but everyone routinely ignore him. no seatbelts, we die like mollymauk.
caleb: you know those tiny german cars that seem like they were built for children to drive? one of those, maroon but you can't tell if that's the paint or the rust, at least one missing rim, can't sit in the back seat bc it is piled all the way up to the ceiling with books and papers caleb swears he's going to read someday. the glove compartment is a hazardous zone. floor littered with coffee cups.
beau: no car, this lesbian daddy drives a crotch-rocket, bright red and obnoxiously loud. she parks it wherever she wants and throws the tickets away. no helmet, no speed limit, we die like mollymauk.
yasha: no car, prefers to walk everywhere she can. if she has to go somewhere long distance, she'll crunch herself into a cab or cling onto beau for dear life. she'd prefer to get a ride from fjord, tho.
caduceus: there is one (1) car for the entire clay family, a secondhand sedan they traded for on craigslist, but it's too small to actually fit everyone in it, and there's always arguments about who needs it most, so mostly cad bikes everywhere (also a craiglist find, the chain is rusted but it works well enough)
veth: soccer mom van. she pretends to hate it, insists she "cooler" than the vehicle suggests, but actually she finds it incredibly handy. everyone hates sliding around in fjord's station wagon so when she's on the group trip, everyone fights to get in her car. also her stereo is better. the back is littered with bumper stickers that veth just finds. none of them pertain to her particularly. if she comes across a bumper sticker, it goes on the car.
kingsley: also a motorcycle, but somehow louder and gayer than beau's.
essek: absolutely REFUSES to get in caleb's car, says "that's not how i'm going to die," this is a miata twink for sure, sleek black and fast as hell. hates bumper stickers but jester snuck on one that says "my child is an honor roll student at the solstryce academy" but "honor roll student" is crossed out with "professor" written over it and "child" was replaced with "boytoy"
(vox machina version here)
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samijami · 6 months
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I'm opening art commissions-
But it's kind of weird
My school choir and band are having a fundraiser for supplies and field trips! If I sell 8 items by Wednesday next week (11/08/23) then I can get (really expensive) rewards.
But our goal is to raise $3500!
We have certain levels for each student to reach for different and better rewards-
Level A - 15 items sold
Level B - 25 items sold
Level C - 40 items sold
Level D - 60 items sold
Level E - 99 items sold
I can earn things from straight up money of like 400$ and stuff like Nintendo Lites, Smart TVs, Bluetooth speakers and more. I get a reward for each level, and an extra for the quick start of the 8 items by Wednesday.
(I know now you know where I live, whoopdedoo. I don't care)
Please use this website - fundraise.biz/6896
Please use this information: Student name- First name: Sami, Last name: VW. Group code: 6896.
Each item purchased under my group code and my name (Sami VW) will be counted as an item towards my levels! If you don't want to pay for shipping and etc, there's an area where you can simply make donations! If you want to make a donation, go to the website, and press on the bar that reads, 'Make a Donation'. A 20$ donation counts as an item.
I will be drawing a commission for each purchase (of any amount) or donation of 20$. If I get backed up in commissions, don't worry! I will catch up eventually.
You can also make donations of 20$ if you don't want a commission and just want to donate.
You MUST do this to commission/donate:
If you want a commission, or just donate for nothing, then please take a screenshot of your post-purchase, or donation and send it to me to prove that you did it. If it's just a donation for no commission, please still do this so I can keep track of how many items I've sold. Message me with the screenshot, and tell me what you'd like me to draw! Keep in mind, my drawings aren't perfect, but I will try my best!
Realise that the commission may take some time to get done, especially considering I might be needing to do multiple at once, while being in school.
More information:
The fundraiser ends on 11/13/23, so I have 10 days from today to try and get as many levels as I can. I'm trying to get 99 items, but I'll be happy with others.
If I do not get a screenshot from you for proof of your purchase/donation, then I won't give you your commission, nor would I know I had your item on my levels. Once I get told that you put an item though, then I will give you the commission, but that'll take some time for me to be informed.
I cannot do backgrounds, but basic colours, or maybe some objects and etc.
Here is an example of what I can do:
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I can't do most animals and etc, so please try and keep it to basic animals, humans, monsters, and etc.
Just check in with me about what your commission will be to check if I can do it.
Please help me out here and reblog to let people know!
Thank you! :)
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deathbirby · 10 months
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Is Sothis an actual god?
Alright, lets take a look at Sothis's abilities/feats. What is this green gremlin capable of?
Houses - shown feats
Sothis demonstrates the following things in 3houses, where she is an amnesiac and barely considered alive:
Her first reaction to Byleth nearly getting axed is to stop time, something that she does without even thinking about it. It was a reflex. And she suffers no drawbacks from doing this!
Her way of resolving the issue is to rewind time. She calls Byleth troublesome for making her do it, but that's little reprimand for having to break the concept of linear time. She falls asleep a while after this, but that may not even be connected to the act of rewinding time.
The power she grants Byleth in Zaharas lets Byleth cut a hole through another dimension. Byleth is unconscious for a short while after this but is otherwise unharmed. THAT is the price for breaking time and space? A nap?
Her powers let Byleth come back from the dead after falling off a cliff. It took 5 years for Byleth to fully recover. That's a very short time if you consider that falling off a cliff would completely fuck you up. Think about fractured bones, ruptured organs, massive internal bleeding, etc. Those are fatal injuries. Coming back from the dead within 5 years, when it took Flayn a thousand years to recover from a near-death experience. is impressive.
Nemesis is also able to come back from the dead because of Sothis's blood. This is explicitly stated by Rhea in VW.
Her spirit is omnipresent in some form. She is aware of the things happening to Fodlan even though Byleth is dead as hell.
Houses - told feats
We are told the following about Adult Sothis's powers in 3houses, whether this is through dialogue or books:
She came from the Blue Sea Star. This star is speculated to be Sirius, which is about 8 light-years away from our planet. That's an impressive distance to travel. It would also mean she can survive in the vacuum of space.
She had the wrinkliest brain, apparently, as the knowledge she shared with the Agarthans gave rise to their futuristic technology.
She caused a "Flood of Despair" that covered the world and forced the remaining humans underground.
She healed the world after a massive war that wiped out countriess off the map. This took a long time and killed her.
Hopes - shown feats
Sothis in 3hopes is a bit different from 3houses. From what we can tell, she has more of her memories and possibly a bit more power. She is still in the form of a child, so she likely didn't recover everything.
The way Divine Pulse works in Hopes is that you stop time and move around in it, being able to attack before the enemy even gets a chance to react. It's basically ZA WARUDO. Still, moving around in stopped time? Some say that means you would have to be traveling infinitely fast.
In some cutscenes, she wipes out entire groups of soldiers with zero issues.
Hopes - told feats
She calls herself progenitor and mother to all who call Fodlan home.
Epimenides says that Sothis set the earth ablaze. Take from that what you will.
Sothis has a voice line where she states that her current power pales in comparison to her past might.
One of her lines against Shez is saying that Byleth's body is not moving as she commands. More in the Heroes section on that.
Heroes - shown feats
This is only if you were to take attack animations literally, but Sothis pretty much creates a planet and then destroys it.
Much like in 3hopes, Fallen!Byleth fights against a group of soldiers who catch Byleth off-guard in a forging bonds event. Sothis wipes these people out without breaking a sweat.
Heroes - told feats
Sothis hints towards creating many worlds like Askr.
Sothis tells Brave!Byleth that all of Askr may just be a dream of hers, that she pulled Byleth into. This is further supported by her referencing Byleth's Smash Bros trailer while she's sleeping.
Fallen!Byleth/Sothis says that Byleth is a poor-quality vessel and is stifling Sothis's powers. Meaning that the feats we see in 3hopes are still a weakened Sothis.
Devs
What do the devs have to say about Sothis?
For Rhea, Sothis is not just her mother, but also the Creator, and therefore she has goals beyond just wanting to meet her mother. 
Sothis can be considered a Creator. Does this only apply to the Nabateans? Perhaps, but that's still an entire race of people that she made from just her blood.
Kusakihara: And in the original game, I feel that the depiction of the scary side of Sothis as a goddess with absolute power, the sort of primal fear humans feel when faced with a storm or natural disaster, was something that wasn’t done, so I hoped that would be delved into deeper.
Her scary side is that of a goddess with absolute power. Facing her instills you with a primal fear, like humans feel when faced with a storm or natural disaster. She is supposed to be a force of nature from the looks of it.
The feats we see from her are insane, and they're all from a weakened Sothis whose powers are also stifled from being constrained to a vessel. These feats alone would make her a god in many eyes. Her possibly being a space alien doesn't take away from that title at all.
TLDR: Sothis is a capital G Goddess
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s4ndwitch3s · 7 months
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What's Marceline's place in your AU? Is she like, evil and shit?
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Well- since the au is basically my own expansion on the vampire universe in Fionna & Cake, Marceline would still be like how she is in The Star episode, Raised by the Vampire king and pretty evil. (That also means no Simon)
In the Au Marcy originally wouldn't know or care about who VW Fern is, probably only seeing him with Bonnibel's group a couple of times. After seeing his sudden out of control grass demon moments when he uses the grass sword, She would definitely start targeting him when he was with the group so that he'd have to use it, leaving Bonnibel to deal with Fern attacking them just to mess with her, Ultimately leading them to stop bringing Fern with the group.
As for VW Finn, She'd be annoyed that he keeps getting rid of her vampire henchmen because it's not fun when she isn't the one getting rid of them. Other then that she doesn't care all that much about him and thinks it would be a waste of time to deal with him herself.
Here's a lil drawing of the Star Marcy to go with this word dump.
(Oh hey, look, it's Simon)
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