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vaard · 2 years
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Playing modded Ark again with a friend (aka Vaard and Almaeth accidentally fall into Un’goro crater) and so much silly art has come out of the happenings there. The Hunted is a brutal mod with passive dinos becoming aggressive around nests, and you can only raise babies from eggs that will always be level 1. We now have a healthy fear of Ptera and Tropeo
Almaeth belongs to @pridemother-scribbles
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drjohndisco · 6 months
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Unexpected Confession
Pairing: Basil/Jack (+ Sprig)
Rating: M
Warnings: suggestive language/sexual innuendos, swearing, kiss descriptions, implications of past (non-consensual) mind reading.
Word Count: 1k+
Summary: Jack has a meeting he needs to get to, and Sprig ruins a quiet moment (as per usual.)
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1) I'm finally done!!! Woohoo!! (<- note from a guy who hyper-focused on this piece more than he probably should have.)
2) I haven't written dual perspective in ages, so I have no idea if this actually worked or not. Also, yes, I am aware that neither Basil's or Sprig's lore hasn't been explained (yet), please just roll with it. (The most important things here are that Basil (who is an alien with low level empathic abilities) works on site as a computer tech/on-call scientist, and that Sprig (a sentient mass of plant tendrils with eyes, but no visible mouth) can feel/always know of Basil’s location — due to previous shenanigans.)
[ Basil's lab - 18:00 ]
Basil
‘What do you want? I already thanked you for getting me out of jail.’ Basil asked, looking up at Jack, who was standing on the other side of the table. He was exhausted, and not particularly in the mood to talk to anyone. ‘Please, just go away. ’
‘No, I won’t. Because then I wouldn’t be a very good friend.’ Jack replied, sitting down on the chair across from him. Basil’s chest ached at the usage of the word friend, but he avoided the sensation. ‘You’ve been here for hours, go and get some rest. The base can keep ticking along without you.’
‘Sure,’ Basil laughed derisively. ‘And fish on your planet have wings!’
‘Uh, actually…’ Jack started. ‘There is a species that….’
‘Don’t fact check me.' Basil groaned. ‘It’s bad enough when Daniel’s around.’
'Fair enough.' Jack conceded.
Then Jack’s pager beeped - making him pull it from his pocket and look down at the message.
‘Oh, great! Another meeting’s been scheduled for about ten minutes from now.’ He complained, looking back up at Basil.
'What's this one for?'
‘Apparently they still need me to tie up some loose ends in terms of this whole attempted murder situation of yours.' Jack said, standing and pushing his chair away.
'How fun!' Basil intoned sarcastically. Then their eyebrows crinkled in confusion. ‘Aren’t you going to leave? You know what you’re like with time.’
'Just follow me to the doorway and I'll quit buggin' you.' Jack explained, beckoning him forward.
'Is that an order, Sir?'
'It is.' Jack stated, before turning and beginning to walk out.
'Fine.’ Basil grumbled, taking some of the paperwork from the table and putting it into their lap, turning the chair to the left. Then they begrudgingly scuffed it along the ground, following Jack. ‘Are you happy now?’
'Sure.' Jack replied, but stopped and looked back at Basil from the doorway.
‘What?’ Basil questioned.
‘You’re not going to kiss me goodbye before I go?’
It was a friendly jibe, and rationally Basil knew this, but that didn't stop him from pulling Jack down by his lapels - kissing him hard.
‘Damn.’ Jack murmured admirably under his breath, hands finding their way into Basil's hair.
Shocked by Jack's unanticipated reciprocation (and the strong emotions that came with it) Basil broke the kiss.
Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
Come on, fucking think of something!
‘That….was a one time thing,’ Basil said after a moment - in an awkward attempt to deflect from the situation at hand. ‘Now, I’m just going to go and give these…to someone else who may need them.’
Basil then quickly picked all of the papers up and stood -- not particularly caring whether Jack was even listening to him -- before walking (as calmly as they possibly could) past Jack and out of the door.
Jack
Jack absentmindedly pressed a hand to his lips, as he watched Basil go.
Did I do something wrong?
Then, quietly, Sprig chuckled. Hearing this Jack closed his eyes in desperation.
Of course we had an onlooker.
(But, there’s nothing I can do about that now.)
‘He’s dropped all of those and is running for the lift, isn’t he?’ Jack sighed, not even bothering to look for Sprig (who was currently attached to the outside of Basil’s empty desk plant pot.)
‘Yes, he is.’ Sprig replied. ‘Go and get your bitch, Colonel.'
[ Basil's lab - 18:05 ]
Basil
'Hey,' Jack said gently, as he shut the door behind him. ‘Can we talk?’
…How on earth did he get down here so fast?
The base elevators can’t be that good, can they?
'What is there to talk about?' Basil snapped, as Jack strode over and sat down on their bed across from them. ‘I’m the one that screwed up, just go to your meeting and leave me alone!'
He's too close, I feel like I’m going to vibrate out of my skin.
'I can't, I postponed it.' Jack replied. 'It'll happen tomorrow now.'
'Is that supposed to make me feel better?' Basil retorted.
'No, and I didn't expect it to.' Jack admitted. 'But that's not the point! The point here is that I'm sorry, Basil.'
‘Well, you shouldn’t be!’ Basil said, voice quavering. 'I've ignored what you obviously feel for Sam! That line shouldn't have been crossed!'
‘Damn it, B!’ Jack groaned, exasperatedly raking a hand through his hair. ‘Don't you get it? You're not Carter - and I don't want you to be! My feelings for her don’t affect my feelings for you! Our kiss should have told you that!'
Oh.
'I’m an idiot.’ Basil muttered.
‘Is that supposed to be news to me?’ Jack teased.
‘Oh, do shut up.’ Basil said, before bridging the gap between them; so that they were standing between Jack's legs, hands resting against his hips.
Jack
Jack, to his surprise, found that he had indeed done as instructed. 
(There was no sarcastic remark on his tongue, for once.)
‘May I?’ Basil asked. ‘Kiss you, that is?’
‘Yes, please do.' Jack replied, voice uncharacteristically shaky.
Then, before Jack could blink, Basil had shifted their hands - lifting his head and cupping his face - subsequently initiating a second (and far more passionate kiss).
Closing his eyes Jack kissed them back fervently; wrapping his arms around Basil’s waist to hold them steady as he pulled them closer, before slowly reaching up and snaking a hand into their hair.
Oh, I never want to let them go.
Basil
Eventually, after what seemed like a mere blip in time to Basil, they pulled away from Jack slightly – moving so that their forehead rested against his.
Fuck, this man can kiss! 
(I feel like I'm on fire!)
'Are you okay?' Jack questioned, looking up at Basil.
'Yeah, I'm fine, just a bit tingly.' Basil replied. 'But that will pass.'
'Aw, I'm flattered I could make you feel that way.' Jack joked.
Basil opted to not dignify that with a response.
Then, suddenly, Sprig wolf whistled loudly - shattering the silence.
(He had apparently been watching from a spot on Basil’s bookcase, unnoticed, for some time.)
Startled by this noise Basil let go of Jack and fell backwards, landing on the carpet with a loud thud (and a muffled yelp.)
[ 18:07 ]
Jack
'Oh, fuck me!' Basil cursed angrily, sitting up and hitting the carpet with his fist.
‘Woah, hold your horses, cowboy!’ Jack laughed, as he leaned forward and offered a hand to help them. ‘At least let me buy you a drink first.'
‘Jack, you know that’s not what I meant.' Basil said, grabbing hold of Jack's hand – using him to slowly return to a standing position.
'Honey, are you sure about that?’ Sprig taunted, sliding across the floor so he was positioned next to Basil. 'I've been inside your mind, and, honestly, some of your thoughts made even me blush. Which, if you think about it, is quite a high bar.'
'Sprig, stop being an ass!' Jack yelled, interrupting him.
In response Sprig poked his tongue out at Jack, annoyed.
'Very mature.' Jack said, in a voice reminiscent of a tired father. 'What are you, twelve?’
‘I’m far older than that, but I doubt your tiny brain could comprehend my true age. It'd explode before you even got close.’ Sprig replied, snidely. 
'Oh, well done.' Jack goaded. 'Took you a long time to come up with that, did it?'
'Actually, now that I think about it, it is the one advantage your lover here has over you.' Sprig continued, ignoring Jack's comment. 'Although so far it doesn't seem to be doing Basil any good. They did fall for you, after all.'
Jack opened his mouth to reply, but stopped when he noticed the icy look in Basil's eyes.
'Huh. I didn't peg you as being the submissive type, Jack...' Sprig sneered. 'Basil, on the other hand, however...'
Basil
‘Sprig, if you don't shut up soon, I'll go and get the wood chipper!’ Basil threatened.
'Oh no, so frightening! However shall I go on?' Sprig responded, raising a tendril to where Basil assumed his chest should be, and gasping mockingly. 'Goodbye, cruel world!
Then he disappeared with a pop, showering Basil with leaves.
‘Well someone must have woken up on the wrong side of the flower bed this morning.’ Jack noted, after a beat.
'Oh, you didn't...' Basil groaned, shaking their head to remove the debris. ‘I think that may have been one of the cheesiest things I have ever heard you say.'
'It's all part of my charm, sweetheart.' Jack replied, grinning. 'I know you love me for it.'
Yes, Jack.
(Yes, I do.)
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wanderingsorcerer · 10 months
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Protection Against Malignant Spirits
Malignant Spirits are characterized by many names and many forms. We have the agitated souls of the dead, spirit, ghost, poltergeist hauntings. Then we have the Demons and Spiritual Parasites. The ones who for lack of a better term want to cause us harm in the spiritual plane by tainting your life force. 
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Ignorance Is Bliss
The first step in protecting yourself from these entities is to ignore them, this has been a method that has worked for thousands of years. Spirits not unlike humans, enjoy conversation and love to instigate contact if they believe you may have the sight. So if nothing truly horrid has happened except a few things have gone missing , or the periodic jump scares out of the corner of your eye then attempt to ignore them. Don't look them in the eye, don't speak to them, don't acknowledge their existence. And more often then not they will leave of their own accord because you aren't any fun.
The Cleaner The Better
The Second Step if the first action has proven not to remedy the situation is a basic cleansing of the energy using incense or sanctified water. This will take care of most minor spirits who hold no real attachment to the physical space they inhabit.
WHOSE THAT POKEMON
However if this method does not work it is time to get into identifying the type of spirit.
A Death Loop: these are the traumatic events which lead to a person's demise, usually violent ; strange noises, full conversations from thin air, visions of death , smells and tastes of foods you've never eaten flooding your mouth.
Fragments or Spirits: A Piece of the soul left behind after death, usually rather weak, they don't know that they have died or most of the time they dont have the brain capacity to understand. It's a small part of the person they used to be 
Ghosts: these are the full soul of the person on the material plane , their death was so violent or sudden that their soul just; POPPED right out of their body and they usually stay in the same place that they died , can cause minor things like electrical to go haywire, objects disappearing, whispering, death loops, dreams filled with dread, usual haunting stuff annoying for sure but not lethal 
To Remove Spirits Of This Calibre You May Do So With A Basic Banishment Spell linked Her (LINKED SPELL CAUSE YE)
Anything BEFORE This Point Can Be Dealt With Alone And Without Professional Help
However Everything AFTER You Need Multiple People, A Team To Begin The Process OF Removing , Doing This Alone Could Lead To Your Untimely “ACCIDENTAL” Demise
Running Is An Option
Poltergeist: these are the types of spirits in which the movies are based off of , these are an amalgamation of several spirits usually violent deaths in an area, sites of massacres as well as sites of great trauma have the ability to create a poltergeist. These types of spirits can and will harm you if given the opportunity. Signs of a Poltergeist Include, Rust showing up in places where humidity is low, objects disappearing after they have been placed down, doors slamming shut, smells and odors like rotting eggs and meats. If left unchecked you will begin to experience possible possession.
“Demons” or Spiritual Parasites: These are the strongest of the malignant spirits outside of the Great 72, they will cause nightmares in which your entire family is killed, they will find your secrets and whisper the most vile things in your ears, they want you scared and they want you weak so that they can overtake your very being, you will begin to see an increase in nosebleeds, bloodshot eyes, an uptake in addiction to substances, a disregard for your own safety and the safety of others, self harm and black outs of time in which you don't act as yourself. They find those who already suffer with mental illness and exacerbate the symptoms until it leads to the death of the individual.
TO RID AN AREA OF THESE TYPES OF MALIGNANT SPIRITS YOU HAVE ONE OF TWO OPTION EXORCISMS AND BINDING THE SPIRIT TO AN OBJECT
The Exorcism while practiced primarily by the Catholic Faith is easy enough to do as a Magickal Practitioner so long as you have a group of 6 or more, I will link the spell here (The Exorcism Spell)
This next bit is a binding spell and is usually how you get things like possessed dolls in the first place but if done properly and disposed of well will make it so that you don't have to deal with the malignant entity for the rest of your days . Again this should only be attempted by a group of 6 or more people.
Binding Spirit to an object Linked Here(Link the BInding Spell at a later date because i can't for the life of me find the grimoire with it )
Thank you for being here with me and having tea with me on the other side of the Great Divide :)
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strqyr · 4 months
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ftr it isn't rooster teeth that decides if rwby gets greenlit or not. it's hbo, their parent company, which is worse given how they love to fuck shows over mid-run.
last i checked, rwby is fully funded by rooster teeth, and gets no additional funding from warner bros discovery:
"Many folks assume that, given that RT is wholly owned by Warner Bros Discovery (WBD), that we have an endless pool of cash just laying around. You could not be further from the truth. While we are indeed owned by WBD and love being a part of the family, we typically tend to run RT as an independent business within the larger framework of the organization. Contrary to popular belief, we do not receive an annual bucket of money to fund the show." [source]
now, i'm not going to pretend i know exactly how all of this works so i could very well be wrong here, but i'm assuming that the entity that actually funds the show gets to decide whether more is made or not. if rooster teeth doesn't have the money to continue making rwby—let alone keep all the people who worked on it hired even during the interim—then they're obviously not going to force it and drive the whole company down while at it.
in the above source link they also talk about the exclusivity deal with crunchyroll and the reasons for it: that is, wanting to find a long-term home for rwby where it can continue to thrive and expand, implying that it cannot do it any longer on rooster teeth's own site.
in doing that, rooster teeth decided that instead of driving fans to watch it on their own site and using their subscription to watch the show legally, they sent fans to crunchyroll—which isn't to say they didn't get any money out of it, you don't give away exclusivity for free, but rooster teeth quite literally had a "i'm here just for rwby" option when prompted to give a reason why you won't continue with your first subscription; they know how important rwby was for first. they willingly tanked their own subscription in an attempt to ensure rwby would continue.
i mean. from what i've heard and understood (again, could be wrong here, or misremembering), the production during V9 went like: work on majority of V9 (funded by RT) -> work on jl x rwby movies (funded by WB, not RT, kept people employed) -> back working on the last couple episodes of V9 (funded by RT). and, like. i don't really see any reason to suddenly, mid-V9 production, to swerve to the crossover movies if they weren't having problems with funding V9 on their own—in the commentary they were literally talking about how they considered making the summer, tai, & raven scene in 2D instead of 3D as a money saving measure—, hence the exclusivity deal with crunchyroll.
and last i checked, crunchyroll isn't owned by WBD, it's owned by sony. yet, when it came to greenlighting V10, crwby were directing people towards crunchyroll, not WBD, and certainly not HBO, which as far as i know doesn't even have rwby on its streaming service and is also owned by WBD.
which doesn't sound like WBD or anyone else is holding rooster teeth back from greenlighting V10; if anything, RT is looking for someone to partner with them to cover some of the cost—in this case, most likely crunchyroll—and whatever discussions and negotiations they may or may not be having at the moment haven't bore fruit yet.
obviously most of this is speculation—i'm just a person on the internet with no inside knowledge, only able to make assumptions based on information that has been given by those actually in the know—so don't take it as a gospel. however, i don't think creating boogeymen out of other companies who have nothing to do with funding rwby is a way to go either; focus on the company actually making rwby, first.
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ri47 · 9 months
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A Reminder on VesalBlood Project Fanworks Policy
we've been on hiatus for a little bit, and seeing as it looks to be in fashion, it's time for us to emerge from hiatus solely to shoot ourselves in the foot.
probably an ill omen to joke about that, but it seemed like the most eyecatching way to open a business as usual reminder. how're you all doing? this update's from rin's desk
feel free to skip this if you're mad about the clickbait or have already read the fanworks policy. there is a bit about translation at the end that may interest international fans, though.
GENERAL STUFF
I've gotten a few asks about this, and while it's covered on the official site, I wanted to lay things out here so that people who haven't checked out our beautiful hub (check it out! I like to think it's quite pretty!) know it in no uncertain terms
RI47 HEAVY INDUSTRIES fully supports all fanworks within the extent permitted to us by international copyright law, which we unfortunately must obey. would that I could tell you to break that, but I can't, so I shan't.
you can make zines, comics, fanfiction, games, songs, whatever you want. you have blanket permission to produce crafts, physical and digital, as long as you don't attempt to impersonate RI47, pass it off as official, or otherwise operate in a for-profit capacity. we ask that, in cases where you do want to sell something, you run it by us first (and send us a copy!)
TRANSLATION STUFF
because VesalBlood Project is the work of a small team (presently consisting of two permanent members and a few contributors), it's not currently viable for us to work on releasing anything in multiple languages. not gonna attach any sob stories here, but every member of the team is below poverty line and works on the project as a labour of love.
English speakers, as it stands, make up the majority of the audience. this means that releasing in English is the most viable way to make sure that VesalBlood is available to as many people as possible with a budget of zero. I regret that it's this way, but officially translating an unfinished work is unfortunately just not in the cards.
all that aside, while you have permission to translate and distribute things related to VesalBlood to your heart's content, we do have an official book of translation documents that has been maintained for the entirety of the project's existence. while these documents aren't publicly available due to containing spoilers for future projects, we would be happy to share relevant sections with anyone who would like to translate VesalBlood for a wider audience
if we haven't released something in your language, whether or not it's commercial, we'll look the other way if you happen to be offering it somewhere that it's otherwise unavailable.
while we have general translation notes for most localisation efforts, mainly detailing connotations of certain terms and which ones should remain untranslated, there are slightly more specific translation notes available for French, German, Japanese, Mandarin, Polish, Portugese, Russian, and Spanish efforts. these notes mainly contain information specific to speech patterns and the characters used in names, but contain a few "official" translations for trickier setting terms that don't exist outside of VesalBlood
all that being said, I don't personally recommend translating Diesem Fernen Traum yet, unless you specifically want to translate the beta version of a work-in-progress
translation is the greatest show of love that I, personally, think can be given to a work. sharing something with others even when it's not easy is a deeply beautiful thing, and I'm eternally thankful to everyone who's ever set out to do it
The Short of It
if you want to make fan merchandise related to RI47, you can do it as long as it's not for profit.
don't impersonate us (it's very rude)
if you want to make something based on RI47's works on a for profit basis, we can talk about it, but you need permission.
if you want to translate anything official from RI47, you can do it.
we have translation documents we want to share with you. it will make your life easier. there are some translations that were written in advance solely to take work off your shoulders.
if you release a translation of something that would otherwise be paywalled, we wouldn't hold it against you.
as an addendum to the previous note, if you want to translate something that would otherwise be paywalled, we would like it if we could work with you on the process
Diesem Fernen Traum is unfinished and subject to revision with time, so consider that before setting out to translate it
in this studio, we love and respect translators
until next time, rin
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Tiberius Gracchus: Champion of the People or Corrupt Would-be Tyrant?
So, I've been trying to figure what was up with Tiberius Gracchus. His violent death in 133 BCE is usually treated as the start of the late republic, or the "beginning of the end." And his career established political dynamics we'll see repeated by Gaius Gracchus, Saturninus, Marius, Pompey, Caesar, Clodius, Milo and more.
If you believe Appian and Plutarch, Tiberius Gracchus was practically a martyr standing up for the little guy against landlords and big corporations (or ancient analogues thereof). But Appian and Plutarch appear to have based their accounts off those of Tiberius' allies, and modern archaeology doesn't support all of their claims.
So, what was really going on?
What we know
Tiberius Gracchus became one of ten tribunes of the plebs for 133 BCE. He was easily elected thanks to his personal popularity and being a grandson of Scipio Africanus. However, his career prospects were shaky. He'd been involved with an embarrassing surrender in the Numantine War. So Tiberius needed a big cause to prove he could Get Things Done, and he picked land reform.
He put a bill to the People's Assembly, skipping the Senate, where bills were usually proposed. This bill would break up the estates of big-time landowners and large slave plantations in Italy, who had "borrowed" huge chunks of land owned by the state, well in excess of the legal maximum. The land recovered by the state would then be distributed to poor Roman citizens to make a living as farmers.
The wealth gap between rich and poor had been expanding. Tiberius attributed this to large, rich estates buying out (or forcing out) the little guys. Archaeological evidence, however, shows none of the consolidation Tiberius claimed was happening at this time. He may have misunderstood or lied about the issue. Nevertheless, the bill was super popular with the poor, there was a lot of land that could potentially be distributed, and poverty was on the rise for other reasons.
Several Roman politicians had attempted similar measures before. The the Senate had always blocked it, perhaps to protect their own property interests. This bill was blocked as well. Tiberius' fellow tribune Octavius vetoed it.
But Tiberius didn't give up. He proposed his bill again, to the Senate. Octavius vetoed again. Tiberius then returned to the People's Assembly, and had the citizens gathered there vote to kick Octavius out of office early, so his veto would be cancelled and the land reform bill could be passed.
Octavius was deposed. The bill passed into law, and was grudgingly accepted by the Senate. So, who got the power of reshaping Rome's agricultural landscape, and making a lot of voters very grateful? Tiberius, of course! And his brother. And his father-in-law.
Other senators weren't pleased by Tiberius "hoarding" all the good publicity from his project for his family. So the Senate tried to suffocate his agrarian commission by refusing to grant them enough money to actually function.
But wait! By sheer luck, Rome had just inherited the entire kingdom of Pergamum from Attalus III! Tiberius proposed another bill to the Assembly - skipping the Senate again - to use the windfall to finance his land reform project. The bill passed! And the Senate, who traditionally were in charge of foreign and fiscal policy, were really mad now!
Various senators threatened to prosecute Tiberius as soon as his term was up and he lost legal immunity. Tiberius tried to avoid this by running for tribune a second time - which was legal, but extremely rare for the last 200+ years. The senators got even more upset, and the election started looking ugly.
At this point the story gets confused. Tiberius and his supporters occupied the election site, and their opponents were on the outside trying to get in. Violence broke out. It's not clear if Tiberius' opponents were trying to kill him, drive him away, or merely get to the voting area. It's also not clear if Tiberius' supporters were merely trying to protect him, or intimidate voters with their presence, or outright prevent their opponents from voting. Appian and Plutarch's accounts contradict each other in several places.
In the Senate, Scipio Nasica said Tiberius must be stopped. The presiding consul refused to condone further violence, so Nasica took matters into his own hands and led his supporters to the voting site. The senators covered their heads as if going to a ritual, and the crowd respectfully made way. Then Nasica and his supporters grabbed whatever was at hand - mainly pieces of broken furniture - and beat Tiberius and his supporters to death. The rest of the crowd fled.
Over the next year, the Senate prosecuted many of Tiberius' followers for insurgency. Some were put to death. Scipio Nasica, however, became extremely unpopular, was threatened with prosecution himself, and the Senate sent him overseas to avoid more violence breaking out. Tiberius' land reform law remained intact, and the commission got to work. He remained popular enough in people's minds that his little brother Gaius Gracchus built his career as tribune in part by appealing to Tiberius' memory. But Gaius is another story.
So, what do we make of all this?
Gracchi supporters would say...
There is no clear evidence that Tiberius Gracchus ever broke the law. Although it was unusual for a tribune to present a bill to the Assembly without senatorial approval, it was perfectly legal. The problem was more that the senators felt insulted.
There was also no law against deposing a fellow tribune - and in fact, this referendum may have set a legal precedent. In 67 BCE, Aulus Gabinius would use Tiberius' example of deposing Octavius to similarly threaten to vote out a tribune trying to veto the lex Gabinia. The tribune stepped down under the pressure of mass public opinion. Similarly, in 50 BCE, mass support for Curio's veto prevented other tribunes from recalling him. It appears that Tiberius' method of dealing with Octavius became legally accepted.
Tiberius argued that tribunes were elected to protect the people's rights, so a tribune who vetoed to prevent the people from exercising their rights as voters had ceased to uphold his office, and could potentially be recalled. The Roman people may have seen Octavius as no longer a legitimate representative. Indeed, there are no known examples of a tribune successfully sustaining a veto at the Assembly in the face of mass popular support for a law.
The passage of the law was also accepted as legally valid. The commission continued operating after his death, and none of his opponents ever argued against the worth of the idea itself. All of their arguments were merely personal attacks against Tiberius. Some of these attacks, like claiming he was trying to get himself crowned king, were almost certainly lies or exaggerations.
Nor did Tiberius do anything illegal by passing a law through the Assembly on what to do with an overseas province. Nor by running for tribune a second time. These actions were shocking and unorthodox, but legal. It was also legal for him and his supporters to try to pack the voting site in their favor with numbers: most elections in Rome only counted whoever happened to show up, not the entire citizen body.
Scipio Nasica and his supporters escalated the violence of that election unnecessarily. The Senate could have simply nullified the election's results - and they did so on other occasions. It was also unnecessary for the Senate to prosecute and kill Tiberius' supporters months after the fact.
In a time of growing poverty, Tiberius Gracchus was one of the few politicians who pushed for a concrete proposal that could demonstrably help Rome's working class. He remained widely loved among the people for decades after his death.
But Scipio Nasica's supporters would say...
Tiberius Gracchus violated many normal conventions of government for his own advancement. First, he needlessly pissed off the Senate by not even bothering to consult them before bringing his proposal before the people. Then, he refused to accept his fellow tribune's veto and the Senate's rejection of the bill. Then he threw precedent, and that tribune, out the door.
This was, effectively, political PvP. It'd be the equivalent of a US senator holding a referendum to throw his colleague out of office outside of a normal election cycle, and remove an obstacle to his personal agenda.
Rome's government was built on the principle that multiple office-holders with identical power could constrain each other. That's why there were two consuls, four praetors, and ten tribunes of the plebs. If a sufficiently popular tribune could depose the others, and use that same popularity to skip the Senate and get all his bills passed directly by the Assembly, he'd effectively taken over the government. In fact, a similar scenario would occur with Gaius Gracchus in 123 BCE, Clodius Pulcher in 58, and Gaius Scribonius Curio in 50. It was an immensely destabilizing force.
By staffing the land reform commission exclusively with himself and his relatives, Tiberius also opened himself to charges of corruption. He'd have tight control over the commission's money - and the money from Pergamum that the Assembly voted to him. He could also potentially build a massive client base out of voters grateful that he'd given them land.
Between wealth and loyal voters, veto power, deposing rival tribunes, and maintaining legal immunity by holding the same office repeatedly, Tiberius may have been attempting to grant himself permanent political power. In Rome, power that was permanent and unrivaled was strongly associated with monarchy.
Though Tiberius probably wasn't aiming to be a "king," even neutral senators could have seen the potential for abuse. Scipio Nasica was Tiberius' own cousin, and his other cousin (and brother-in-law) Scipio Aemilianus would later support the Senate's actions as well.
It is also possible that Tiberius did not, in fact, represent the will of most Roman citizens. When he and his supporters occupied the voting site, and apparently blocked or intimidated non-supporters from voting, that could be construed as voter suppression. A similar problem occurred in the gang wars of Clodius and Milo in the 50s.
Plutarch and Appian say Tiberius feared the Senate would try to kill him before the election, and that's why he was surrounded by supporters. But the improvised weapons the senators used - including some taken from Tiberius' men, who were armed - suggests otherwise. Scipio Nasica probably wasn't prepared to kill his cousin before violence broke out and voters were being driven away from the polling site. He may have genuinely thought Tiberius was trying to take over Rome.
And Gracchi supporters would argue...
...That the "would-be tyrant" was practically a cliché in Roman mudslinging. Enemy politicians lobbed it at each other frequently. It was especially useful as an ad hominem: if you can't dismiss a bill on its merits, argue that it's too popular, and its advocate is trying to make himself a demagogue by appealing to the crowd.
Even if a politician is just appealing to the crowd, is that really a bad thing? The Roman republic, like most modern republics, was grounded in the principle of popular sovereignty, and virtually all Roman politicians acknowledged - at least in public - that a magistrate or law's legitimacy depended on the popular will. A decrease in the power of the Senate, in favor of more direct democracy-style referendums, does not necessarily harm a republic.
Appian and Plutarch repeatedly emphasize the class conflict between the wealthy few and the poor masses in their narratives. By bypassing the Senate - which contained many landlords who were illegally using public land, and who didn't want to give it back to the government - Tiberius may have been practicing a more democratic, and equally legitimate, form of Roman government.
So, what's the truth?
Personally, I think Tiberius fucked up by deposing Octavius, stuffing the land reform commission with his relatives, and by interfering in the election. I also think the senators fucked up by resorting to lethal violence, and continuing to execute Tiberius' supporters afterward. Ideologically, I really like the idea of the land reform proposal. But I also really value fair and free elections, and accountability for government officials, and Tiberius seems to have been avoiding that.
But that's all just my opinion. You're welcome to disagree, or point out things you think I missed! In fact, I encourage it - the moral complexity of this case, and so many conflicting values, is why I wrote this whole essay. Mull it over, and decide for yourself.
Sources I consulted, in case you want to look this up for yourself:
Appian, Civil Wars, ch. 1-2
C.F. Konrad, "From the Gracchi to the First Civil War" in A Companion to the Roman Republic, ed. Nathan Rosenstein and Robert Morstein-Marx
Plutarch, Life of Tiberius Gracchus
Robert Morstein-Marx, Mass Oratory and Political Power in the Late Republic
Jürgen von Ungern-Sternberg, "The Crisis of the Late Republic," in The Cambridge Companion to the Roman Republic, ed. Harriet I. Flower
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Hello, I need to drop this in here before Season two of TSCS drop kicks me in a few days.
But I've had Fusion Au on the mind. In the brain. And I just frankly wanna know more about it. Whatever other information you can give I will GLADLY take. (Maybe even drop the fusion height chart 👉👈 if it is to be found)
Steven Universe has permanently altered my brain chemistry and I just wanna hear you talk about this silly little au that has been fluttering around lately.
F E L T. I have been hitting the ground RUNNING for Crystal Springs just to give myself decent AC for when the series picks up again (not sure if I'm gonna post the same day of the new episodes or the day AFTER, but New CS will be there to comfort me and maybe others in my our time of need).
I am not ready. I NEVER will be. I hope and pray that the Council isn't butchered, bc if we've got three confirmed Legendary Figures, I can't see us NOT getting the others. Or, maybe it WILL just be Sandy and Cupid and EB 2.0!! But idk. Idk man. Idk. I really want the snowball that gets thrown in Scott's face in the trailer to be courtesy of Jack. I know it won't be. But I fucking WISH and HOPE and AH.
OFF TOPIC!
I have a height chart floating around somewhere, but it is a stick figure doodle, so I will ATTEMPT to give you a proper?? Chart???
I think I said that Berline is about the size of two Elles stacked on top of each other (sitting on her shoulders) so I kinda eyeballed it based on that??? (me retconning so much about heights knowing that I had Berline pick Elle up and seat her in their palm lmao) So here we go, the main line up:
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I eyeballed the SHIT out of this??? I may boost them all a whole ass foot lmao but Richard was liek "DANI. SEVEN FEET IS TALL!" and I was like I GUESS.
Also, as an aside??? The height chart site has a 3D one?? That actually disturbed me??? Thank GOD I was able to switch back! If I find the shitty lil stick figure height doodle I will edit to add it. Or reblog to add it, lol. ANYWAY.
Some info, you request? Okay! Let me marinate it in my head and see what I can do throughout the day:
If the entire frost fam fused they'd be called Frost and they'd be a DELIGHT. They don't talk much except for to be polite and they will throw melty molten rock at you at the drop of a hat, so it's a GOOD THING that Jackie doesn't exists when Frost does! Because they WOULD drop their hat on purpose just to see a fire show
Frost probably freezes in place a lot while thinking since there's 6 whole ass sprites in there having a discussion, which is a very funny mental image--just this blob of ice and fire BUFFERING and then suddenly some asshole gets pompeii'd lol
They're very sweet! Very polite. Always say please and thank you!
When Fino and Fiera fuse, Fire is just the opposite of the THERE'S TWO meme. There's ONE. And they are making it YOUR PROBLEM (they also do unfuse in my head very similarly to the THERE'S TWO meme)
Fire is also the most humanoid looking fusion, for sure!
Diteline really likes flower crowns. She will make you a flower crown or a lil grass bracelet if she's left alone with no threats and a bunch of nature. She's a big old sweetie, an absolute delight
Diteline kids, meanwhile, are a pain when they learn about fusion, and incredibly hard to keep track of once they master it. Those three lil buggers will bounce from fusion to fusion, going from helping to causing trouble to wreaking havoc to trying to fix something as simple as "oh shit, mom and mater will be home soon and we DIDN'T CLEAN THE KITCHEN LIKE THEY ASKED"
Inter season squabbles take on a whole new meaning when it's "shoulder season" time, as 9/10 times it's because the two seasons have fused and are still doing their jobs 😂😂
Of all the Frosts, Fino is the least likely to fuse! It's fun but not like, a big deal, y'know? Orc Friend (who's name is, in fact, Ken, and then I saw Barbie and. Well. But I can't not see him with any other name! It's short for Kenothy) was tres relieved about this, had a whole crisis about if they'd have to fuse at all and of course, overthought it in leaps and bounds 🫠🫠🫠
Fiera and Normal Man (His name is Norm bc I am a SUCKER for a PUNNY NAME) probably would equate to the Stevonnie plotline lol. Like, they'd fuse and Fiera would be like "I DIDN'T KNOW ORDIBEINGS COULD DO THAT! WOW!" And they'd be so excited and have a regular time, bc the normal and absolutely unhinged wild crazy balance out :)
I think their fusion is named Norma lol
Blaise and Pyros never fused, ever. They were not allowed to bc it "wasn't proper" for royalty to resort to something like that
(King and Queen Frost had a very hands-off approach with...messier conflicts. There's a reason they managed to scrape by when The Call happened)
If a redemption arc ever happened for Pyros, it A) wouldn't be one like Jack's, it'd be a more "oh so this was a fucked up upbringing and I need to stop blaming others and confront myself and maybe fix my shit or maybe get worse, who's to say" kind of thing, and B) there'd deffs be a fusion related plotline in Fusion AU, potentially involving murder of parents and/or falling into a volcano.
I think, somehow, of ALL the fusions, Elline (Elle and Jacqueline) are the most chillest one. She is SO chill. She probably always has sunglasses on or on her person. She's got great advice. She'll go with you for ice cream any day! She has such good vibes it's unREAL.
I want to/am in the process of giving the inter-season fusions names. So far we've got:
Flora: Spring/Summer
Fauna: Spring/Autumn
Mud: Spring/Winter.
She's very insistent on this name presently, but I think a wintry plant would be cuter, like Winterberry or Poinsettia or Snowdrop (my personal fave tbh) but NO. She's like "I make Mud therefor I am mud."
Everyone calls her Snowdrop and she's like "No, just Mud for short is fine" It's like. None of those letters are even IN "Snowdrop" Mud, the FUCK? CAN'T YOU CHARACTERS BE NORMAL. TO A POINT.
Evergreen: Autumn/Winter
Sunflower: Summer/Autumn
(I was torn between something plain and obvious like "Harvest", or a silly crop related pun like "Melony", then I remembered that in SDV Sunflowers grow in Summer and Autumn, you know, like they do in IRL and went OH THAT'S PERFECT!)
Summer/Winter fusion is definitely the poster fusion for vacations, lmao. Probably I'll think of something like THAT for their name. Maybe Snowbird? Bc that's what they call people who fly south for the winter on vacations? Lol
(smacks head of Season sisters) These ladies can fit SO MUCH PUNS in 'em
Blaise and Winter I don't think really fuse with the kiddos, not until later years. I know for sure Winter and Jacqueline on occasion have! She's called Flurry and has the MOST energy ever always and is a sentient storm's WORST NIGHTMARE
Blinter the fusion. Can deffs. Pull other fusions apart. They can just pick up a fusion and be like "nope" and separate their asses. They do not abuse this power; it is just something they can do and it came in handy a LOT during the War of Succession
Which is probably actually when they first appeared! Trauma bonding 🥰🥰
So that's what I managed in a day! The heights are...average, I'd say. Not gospel, but like, the differences between the fusions? Solid. I eyeballed it 100%. I'm like MAKE EM BIG but then I'm like I WANT THEM TO BE SNEAKY AND BLEND IN WHEN THEY CAN AS JUST VERY TALL PEOPLE HUEHUEHUE. For some of them. SO YEAH. I HOPE THIS SATISFIES THE LIL ITCH? THE LIL TICKLE? THE LIL FUSION BUG??
I gotta like. Tidy Fusion AU up now that I've got Crystal Springs tidied up, too! It'll make it easier to write the Jackie Frost instalment, lol.
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Someday... Chapter 1: Beginning of the Past
[Masterlist]-- [Next Chapter]
This story takes place in 2018 and will reflect on some events leading up to the Bonten arc in the series.
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🎵 BGM from "When the Past Was Around."
The humidity brought by the rainy season in April clung onto the air and human skin as the heat of the sun warmed the concrete streets of Tokyo, slowly welcoming the upcoming sweltering summer.
“It’s starting to get hot,” a long haired man with blond streaks noted and fixed his loose, messy bun before rolling up the sleeves of his black long sleeve cotton v-neck shirt. “We should stock up on some cooling packs for the shop.”
“Already did. Shipment’s comin’ in next week,” a short raven haired man with turquoise eyes answered.
Finishing the last bite of his onigiri, Chifuyu scrolled through his phone to catch up on social media updates on his lunch break; his hand now freed to tickle the belly of a kitten on the checkout counter of his pet shop. Gulping down the ice cold tea he got from the vending machine, he suddenly spat out the contents of his mouth the moment he laid eyes on a headline, his hand frozen from playing with the small animal.
“Dude, gross much?!” Kazutora exclaimed with disgust and promptly grabbed a napkin to wipe off the excess droplets and chewed rice kernels that landed on his shirt and apron.
“S-Sorry…” he muttered and cleaned himself off as well before sending the link to Draken on LINE. His phone immediately chimed back.
Draken 13:15 Is this for real?
Chifuyu 13:15 It’s legit. I just saw a few others report it too
Draken 13:16 … Does Mitsuya know?
Chifuyu 13:16 Should he know?
Draken 13:17 I’ll send it to him
Reading the headline again with knitted brows, he was wondering whether or not he did the right thing.
(Y/FN) to Hold a Limited Time Photo Installation of “Wander” in Shibuya’s ES Gallery
Clicking on the story, he scanned through the article.
Based off of her popular photo essay book, “Wander”, the installation will walk the viewer through a journey though the photographer mending her broken heart and maelstrom of emotions as she navigates through the world. A project that took nearly three years to complete, photographer (Y F/N) decided to document this raw and unfiltered look in her personal life in hope of connecting to her fans and those who have experienced heart break in various forms. The limited print book has won critical acclaim in Japan and overseas.
The exhibition will also have a rare in-person interview with the photographer and curator of the series on May 18th at 7pm.
“Wander” will run from May 15th until June 8th. Tickets go on sale May 3rd. Please visit the gallery’s website for pricing and gallery hours.
“Didn’t know you were into photography,” Kazutora peeked over his shoulder and glanced at the screen.
“It’s a friend of mine…” He placed his phone back in his trouser pocket and stood up with the kitten in hand. The tiny creature made an attempt in scaling his chest to reach his broad shoulder, letting out high pitched mews. “And Mitsuya’s ex.”
“Did they end of bad terms?”
“It’s… complicated.” The short haired man ruffled the backside of his hair in hopes of easing some tension.
“You thinking of going?” Kazutora asked.
“I’m aimin’ for the 18th… Been a while since we’ve seen each other.”
The blond streaked man pulled his phone out and did a quick search. “Your friend’s popular,” he remarked while scrolling through a webpage. “Scalpers are already posting tickets up on auction sites for her exhibition.”
“Wh—Seriously?!” The store owner carefully put the tiny beast back into its holding pen before looking at his phone screen.
“Highest price right now is 25,000 yen. And it’s not even for the one on the 18th.”
Chifuyu groaned and rested his head on the register desk. Clicking on the museum link, Kazutora’s golden hued eyes perked up, followed with a smirk. “You’re in luck: turns out tix for that day’s gonna be a raffle. Only 50 people will be able to get it.”
With a few taps of his phone, his friend entered him into it.
Soft music played in the background with filtered sunlight coming in through the windows. A lone man with lilac and black streaked hair sat at his work station, running a long strip of fabric through the sewing machine. Pushing his falling black framed spectacles back up onto his face, his exhausted lavender orbs blinked a few times to refocus. Taking the sleeve off of the presser foot, he examined the shape before finishing the delicate hem stitching by hand. The notification buzz of his smartphone sought his attention and sighed, realizing he was long overdue for a break. Unlocking his screen, he saw a message from Draken.
His gaze immediately widened.
All it read was “(Y/N)’s back” with a link attached in the message.
Sucking in a soft breath, Mitsuya’s throat suddenly went dry and let out a slow, shaky exhale as he stared down at the device. Deciding against clicking on it, he put his phone down and went back to work to distract himself. Continuing to fiddle with the sleeve, flashes of her smiling face appeared in his mind and ended up pricking himself with the sewing needle. Letting out quick a hiss of pain and profanity, he brought the finger to his lips to suck on the small wound while looking for a bandage around his work space.
“Damn it,” he seethed to himself.
They’d been through so much together from his childhood to the Toman days.
Every part of his studio reminded him of her.
“Taka.”
He looked up to see his girlfriend’s radiant smile, the sunlight filtering through the windows at the perfect angle, bathing her in a warm orange glow. It was as if she was a messenger from the heavens sent down for him.
“Is this the new piece for the store?” she asked quizzically, her eyes beaming with curiosity at the finished product worn by one of his busts. It was a tartan and stripe patterned two piece jacket and waist tiered pleated skirt with black lace trimmings. Dangling chains and shiny beads adorned around the breast pocket of the jacket.
“Yeah… what do you think?”
“It’s flashy and the style looks good for a high schooler,” she noted and circled around the bust, analyzing each detail. “Think it’ll do well with the Harajuku crowd.”
“You should try it on,” Mitsuya encouraged with a light chuckle.
“No way!” she belly laughed. “I’ll look like I’m trying too hard to be stylish!”
Setting his pencil down, he walked from behind his work station to hug her. A soft giggle erupted from her throat when he kissed her tenderly on the lips and repeated this a few more times.
“Then I’ll make a whole line just for you,” he proposed with a soft smile.
“Don’t think they’ll sell too well.”
“Who says I’ll be selling those?” he pointed out.
“If you have the luxury to do that one day, then maybe I’ll wear it,” (Y/N) jested and pecked Mitsuya on the lips. “If it’s dresses or skirts, they gotta have pockets.”
“You have no idea how many female clienteles request that from me,” he replied in half-seriousness.
“Classic problems require modern solutions, Mr. Designer,” she pointed out playfully.
“Yes, yes.”
Taking his girlfriend by the hand, he brought her to the work station to showcase his sketches. His serious lavender eyes glanced over at the detail of his work.
“One day, I’ll have a line that’s only sold exclusively in Ginza and a more casual one in Harajuku,” he firmly declared and looked up at (Y/N) lovingly. “And I’ll have you photograph ‘em all.”
“Let’s do our best then.”
She was there with him every step of the way when worked part-time at a retail shop in Shinjuku while freelancing as a designer to earn more money for his family and still going to school. (Y/N) was the one who encouraged him to sell his clothes through consignments in Shibuya and Shinjuku boutiques to get his name out there. She was there when he made his first sale and first collaboration with one of the shops.
All the late nights at the studio and networking he did, she was there every step of the way pushing him to where he is now. Already knowing the sacrifices they had to make for their respective careers, neither had complained once.
And it was that lack of complaint that slowly drifted them apart; they gradually went from days to weeks without contacting one another. The chasm in their relationship grew and the passion cooled. Soon, (Y/N) stopped coming by the studio due to her increased workload as a rookie photographer. The loneliness in him started budding and he consulted with a work associate whom he worked closely with during a store collaboration. Next thing he knew, she wiggled into that space inside his heart and wedged him further away from his girlfriend.
He started wondering if she’d simply fallen out of love with him. Before he could conclude to that, he wanted to have a proper talk and sent her a text about it. Mitsuya planned on leaving early that day, but ended up staying late due to a last minute change by one of his clients and was willing to pay a generous rush fee. As annoyed as he was, work was work and he could use the extra yen for their planned vacation.
Just as he was about to wrap up, his work associate stopped by unexpectedly with a bento from the convenience store. They were casually chatting and just as she was about to make her move, he saw (Y/N) at the door, shocked at what was in front of her.
She ran off before he could call for her. Making his way down, he searched around the twilight streets of Harajuku to no avail. Kicking his associate out, he rushed home so he could explain what happened; all he found was their shared drawers were half empty. She’d taken all she owned and left.
All that remained of her were the spare apartment key, the gunmetal ring he gave her when they were 15 and a handwritten note on the dining table.
You were my everything but you’re happier with her.
He’s tried contacting her to talk things out on many occasions to the point of obsession, only to get her voicemail and his texts were left on read; hell, he even tried to email her, only to get a return to sender. When he tried her phone again, he’d gotten a caller of this number didn’t exist.
He reached out to his friends to get in contact with her to no avail.
(Y/N) made herself disappear.
Draken gave him a few good slugs to the face after learning they broke up the way they did; it also didn’t help they were both shitfaced drunk. Dealing with the hangover on top of his bruised and throbbing injuries the following day was extremely unpleasant. Compared to the hits he took during Toman fights, this hurt the most.
He was heartbroken and devastated. To fill the void she left, he started a relationship with his work associate, only to get dumped 3 months after when Mitsuya caught her cheating on him with another designer in the back room of the boutique where his clothes were being sold, nonetheless.
He learned after the fact she had a reputation for going after popular designers in the industry.
If there was one word he could describe himself at that moment, it was idiot.
And that was the tame version.
He thought he and (Y/N) could weather any storm together.
After all these years apart, he’s left wondering how their relationship withered like this.
By some stroke of a miracle, Chifuyu won two tickets from the raffle Kazutora entered him in. To prevent (Y/N) from recognizing them immediately out of fear of her misunderstanding, Toman’s former first division vice captain came up with the genius idea of going in with a disguise. Draken thought it was dumb and hesitantly went along.
“Dude, you seriously have some luck,” his tall friend noted and fiddled with his now chin length black hair. The usual utility jumpsuit he wore for work at his bike shop was swapped out for a casual suit jacket, dress shirt and slacks made by Mitsuya.
“It's Kazutora, not me.” Chifuyu looked at himself through a glass pane adjusted the fake glasses on his face. “Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket for him.”
Showing their tickets to the attendant, the two entered the gallery and looked around like lost children.
“First time to a place like this?”
“Do I look like I go to galleries?” Draken flatly pointed out. “Mitsuya should be here instead.”
“I asked him, but he’s in the weeds right now,” the short raven haired boy huffed in frustration.
“Still think we should’ve ditched the disguises,” the tall dragon tattooed man said. “She’d be able to tell it’s us.”
“No way she can!” Chifuyu defended. “These are perfect!”
“… Seriously?” He pointed to his dragon tattoo. “How many people do you know have this on the side of their heads?”
“I doubt her eyes are that good nowadays.”
“Bet you 1,000 yen.”
“You’re on!”
Making their way to the exhibition, several rows of chairs were arranged in the large space; the two chose to sit in the last row to avoid detection. Not long after, they were all filled and excitement filled the air as they waited for the talk session to start. A few more minutes pass and the curator appeared from behind a wall, welcoming everyone to the event before introducing (Y/N).
And there she was, dressed in an all black pantsuit with a pair of low heels while the crowd exploded in cheers and applause. It’d been three years since they last saw her and immediately noticed how much she’s physically changed. The lively glow she once had was replaced with an ennui of solitude, her smiles only reaching the corner of her lips. She almost looked like a shell of her former self and took her seat on the makeshift stage with a microphone handed to her by one of the crew members.
The curator asked her various types of questions regarding the exhibition, the photo book and dug into some of the criticism she drew after it published.
“As popular as your work is, some critics called out how self-centered Wander is. What do you think about that?” the curator asked.
(Y/N) paused to construct her answer, using the silence to her advantage.
“You’re can’t be an artist without being a little self-centered, no matter what medium you’re working with,” she briskly replied with a neutral smile. “You can also say that answer is self-centered in its own right and I wouldn’t disagree. At the end of the day, if you can’t create something you’re not proud of, then why are you even in this field?”
“And what do you have to say about those who criticized your work as a way in painting yourself as a victim?”
“They’re welcome to think and feel that way,” she answered without hesitation. “They’re merely a third party looking into the scope of what the depths of my pain was. People are quick to throw judgment on things they don’t have the full story of, right?”
“Speaking of full story,” the curator changed topics. “There’s been a lot of guesses and requests from various people to know who this person was in your life.”
“I heard the guestbook here had messages asking about this too; some even ventured guesses. The most outlandish one I read so far was one of the Kano Sisters*.” The crowd broke into a light fit of laughter. “As I’ve said before, protecting their privacy is my priority and I have no intention in revealing who they are. If I did, I’d be no better than those who said my work was egotistical and shifts the victim mentality on anyone who’ve been emotionally hurt,” she reasoned. “This would be considered a revenge exhibition instead of a journey.”
“Your fans have even tried searching online, you know.”
“Social media wasn’t as popular as it is now when we were together. We were still sending SMS messages through flip phones back then,” she lightly chuckled with a tired, apologetic look. “Sorry to say, your sleuthing efforts have been moot.”
“Since we’re nearing time, would you like to leave some final words for your attendees tonight, (Y L/N)-san?”
“Even though this installation is filled with heavy and dark subject matters, some of which may even trigger your own personal feelings, I would still ask you to please open your heart in hopes of finding answers of your own. Overall, please enjoy my work and the rest of the evening.”
Thanking the curator, staff and the museum for putting everything together, the talk session ended with a smattering applause from attendees and workers alike. Making small talk with some of the museum workers, (Y/N) excused herself and made her way to the green room for some social reprieve. After taking a fifteen minute break, she was found by one of her agency people and forced her back out to talk with patrons, much to her chagrin. The two hour event felt like an eternity and once the last of the guests were escorted out of the gallery, she let out an audible sigh of relief and removed the first two buttons on her suit top for some air. She threw herself onto the white leather couch and slumped in it like all the bones left her body.
“This is tougher than the book release,” she groaned out. “Never let me do this again.”
“What do you mean?” Ryota, her work associate remarked in disbelief and handed her a glass of water. “The show was a hit! I’m sure the agency’s gonna want you to release more stuff now.”
“Can I not?” she whined and sipped the clear liquid, lubricating her throat. “Can I just go back to being a nobody photog? I miss the anonymity.”
“Complain all you want, but deep down inside that black heart of yours, you’re actually happy,” her coworker pointed out.
“I take offense to that: my heart’s not that black.”
With the gallery closing up for the night, the two gathered their belongings and left from the back entrance. Saying their good nights, they went their separate ways. Just as she turned the corner, she was met with two familiar faces standing on the main road.
“Yo, been a while, (Y/N)-chan,” Draken greeted with a toothy grin. “Let’s go grab a drink."
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*Kano Sisters are sibling celebrities known for their outrageous sense of style, expensive taste and lifestyle. Think of them as a flashier version of the Hilton sisters. They've modeled, done TV appearances and one of the sisters penned an autobiography.
Taglist: @mor-pheus @netzukochannn @moodyhuesworld2
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nn1895 · 2 years
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AU August Fic 19
Spies and Assassins
:Meister,
My employer would like to hire you for a job.  We can pay your full price upfront.  All we require is that you provide us:
Proof of termination
2-4 witnesses with clean background who can speak at a trial
A time window so that my employer and his family can cultivate an alibi
We are not interested in exchanging names and all business will be done through a proxy and through me.  Once the job is finished we will release the credits to whichever account you provide for us.  
Please send us your acceptance promptly.:
:Tell Loupe that I’ll take his job and that he needs better security than a cheap technopath like you and a VPN.  Better security at his house too.  I could have gone my whole life without knowing that his bonded and him shared a lover.:
:My employer is amused at your attempts to unnerve him.  Save the tales for the news sites.:
:So you haven’t told Loupe that you and his lovely, new, young bonded have been fragging in his bed every afternoon?  That’ll be a surprise.:
:Your money will be delivered after you complete the job.  Remove this thorn in my employer’s side and we may find more work for you.:
:Sure.  Send the files, my mech.  Who’s the lucky bot that’s got Loupe thrown for a loop?:
:A Praxus enforcer has followed him all the way to Iacon.  He thought he was clever, hiding himself among the Polyhexian refugees.  Sending the files now.:
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:Prowl,
We have reason to believe your cover has been compromised.  Retreat.:
:I will be fine.  Please stand by.:
:This is not something to take lightly, Captain.  Your target has employed the services of an assassin.:
:I am hardly going to miss a hitmech following me around.  I will be fine.  Please stand by and do not interfere.:
:Not a hitmech.  An assassin.  Prowl, this is an order.  Retreat.:
:Prowl?:
:Prowl, reply.:
:Fraggit Prowl!:
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Jazz dropped from the roof and used his magnets to slide down the side of the building.  He’d given Loupe a time and made sure that he would have an alibi.  He’d scheduled several witnesses to swear to Loupe’s location.
He was level with the window now.  Carefully, his shifting gray and brown blending him perfectly with the shadows, Jazz leaned down and looked in.
A clean room, if a little bare.  A table set for one.  A pile of datapad on the side table by the couch.
This was just sad.
Jazz slowly lifted the window and slipped inside.  The dim glow of the kitchen light illuminated the room.  He could hear someone moving around in the kitchen.
What a pathetic little room and what a miserable existence.  It didn’t even have a screen to watch movies on.
The light dimmed and Jazz turned to look at the mech in the doorway.
Black and white with flat yellow stripes and details.  Forgettable enforcer paint and style.
“I suppose Loupe sent you,” the enforcer said.
“Maybe,” Jazz replied, smirking.  “What exactly are you going to do about that?”
“Considering your reputation, I doubt there is anything I can do about that now.”
“Brave of you to try and take down someone like Loupe,” Jazz taunted as he walked over and settled himself on the couch.  He was going to enjoy this.
“I assure you I am not alone in this.  If you think -”  Jazz waved his words away.
“Nah, mech.  I know all about the enforcer sting.  I got all my bases covered before I came calling.”
“Did you?” the enforcer asked skeptically, walking forwards and picking up the empty cube and a few goodie wrappers.
“Yep.  I got all the time in the world ta make ya talk ta me.”  Jazz stretched and draped his arms over the back of the couch.
“I highly doubt -”
The door to the berthroom creaked open and something small and black darted out on all fours.  It bumped into the table.  Two dark servos clamped on and it used the table to pull itself up.
The sparkling was matte black all over with a single neon green stripe running down its arms and legs.  It had two enormous audials that dwarfed its helm, twitching towards each noise.  It stared at Jazz, a sparkling sized block stuck in its mouth. 
Jazz frowned, but the sparkling was unaffected.
“Has carrier been letting you sneak out here and stay up late, watching his shows?” Jazz asked, trying to look angry.
The sparkling only dropped the block and squeaked.  It used the table to shuffle over to Jazz’s legs.  It grabbed onto a pede and waited.
“Prowler, ya have ta stop bringing ya bitlet ta work wit’ ya.”
“Well he couldn’t very well go with you, now could he?”  Prowl rolled his optics and took the cube to the kitchen.
“I bet he’d like like ta climb up and down the side of the building!” Jazz called after him, lifting his pede and the excited sparkling up and into his lap.
“Hey, bitlet! Did ya have fun wit’ carrier?  Spyin’ and spookin’ on people?”
“He’s a natural,” Prowl said when he returned.  The bitlet squeaked and held out a servo to its carrier.  “I suppose Loupe thinks I’m going to be murdered sometime tomorrow?”
“Yep!  Let slip - terrible of me - that his bonded and his secretary were hiding money.  That should be enough of a threat to get the two of them to turn on him and release all of Loupe’s secrets.  The enforcers should be arriving any minute now.”
On cue, the wail of sirens cut the night.  The bitlet’s audials swiveled towards it and it peered at the window curiously.
“‘S nothing, Radar.  Just ya carrier’s friends.”  He kissed the little helm and received a happy hum.  
Prowl settled in beside him.
“It is late.  You should get some rest.”
“You’ve been working this case a lot longer than I have.  You should be resting.”
Prowl was silent.
“It’s the premiere of one of your shows, isn’t it?” Jazz sighed.  Beside him Prowl bounced slightly.
“It’s the prequel reboot of Rescue Bots: Underground where we get to see their origin story as abandoned sparklings in the underground world of Bolt.”
“I thought they were mystical representations of -”
“That was only in the Limelight movies.  This one is based on the original comics - the reboot of the comics.  The original original comics had them be an ordinary rescue team that went into stasis deep in space -”
Radar snuggled in and turned one audial towards each creator.  The new habsuite was boring and didn’t have all his toys, but being able to sit up with carrier had made it all worth it.
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ALRIGHT STRAP IN. LETS START WITH THE MERCS SINCE THAT WAS SPECIFICALLY WHAT THAT POST WAS ABOUT
God alright so this would have been back in like [googles] oh fuck 2011/2010 I guess because for some godforsaken reason I was absolutely utterly obsessed with TF2. A game I have maybe played a collective four hours of in total. Something about the character archetypes the art style and uh. The fanfics of one author in particular. Y'know. Normal stuff. 
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I don't remember what the specific start of this idea was because while I can find ATTEMPT on ATTEMPT on ATTEMPT to start this damn fic I cant find the kernel. If I remember right I think it probably started with an overactive imagination and finding what nine? Nine archetypes (well, 8 archetypes and fucking Tavish Degroot ) that as a young writer just starting to figure out my style worked REALLY absurdly well as bases for writing exercises. Also we didn't know anything about the pyro at the time. What I do remember was discussing with a friend I had at the time the nature of the respawn system. Was it clones? Was it just wave after wave of title only mercs feeding the machine? No, Ink age 15 decided, its a respawn mechanic. They clearly have character traits in mind for these guys. So what if we shut it off.
What if every so often the contract ended. And in order to get that contract re-upped you just had to survive. Now that backstory is important because another thing this fic got me started on was team dynamics and synergy. And trauma bonding. If the respawn system was shut off every so often and you had some teammates who you'd cycle through absurdly quickly how would that change the way the mercs treated one another as coworkers. Would a pseudo leadership roll go to someone who had been there the longest and understood the expectations of the job? Or would it just be the nastiest dog in the scrapyard?
So I spent a good amount of time on determining that for each of the teams. Focusing mainly on the Tufort map as a base idea for a setting because I don't know, it made the most sense for me at the time.
So lets start this off with my protag squad. The Boys of Reliable Excavation and Demolition.
Full transparency I don't have art for these that I can easily get too, anyway but my REDS for the most part just. Look like their character art.
Looking back on it I'm realizing that my RED team actually has a solid survival rate. Which makes a lot of sense, considering their dynamic as a group. My RED's were lead by the team medic. Medic is a Sadist, we know this. He is a mad scientist who may or may not have done some very bad things in his time before becoming a mercenary surgeon. We've all seen the takes. Anton was a sadist. He would treat grievous but non life threatening wounds without anesthesia and relished in keeping tabs on which of his men would faint at the site of blood. But the manic mad science aspect of his job was lost long ago. When we meet Anton its been three days since the last "respawn shut off". He's Cataloging injuries, equipment, height and weights as though it was a shipping manifest and not a series of several autopsies. He can't even put their names down on the forms because they aren't supposed to know them. Very difficult to still believe you are making Gods when the divine has been dissected, pulled apart and sewn back together so often you could barely discern your own face from the blur of them all constantly running through your head. He was not an unkind man. Well, no he definitely was but he understood that even if he was at one time attempting to make gods out of these men they were still men and made an effort to not treat them as so much cattle like their employers seemed too. He had his men use eachothers names as opposed to only their titles. Would leave the door to his office unlocked when he worked because while Psychiatric medicine was very obviously not a field he was well versed in he knew it would aid no one if his men took to diagnosing themselves with a lead prescription to be applied between the eyes. And at the very least it was more efficient than giving a bunch of addicts free access to the medicine cabinet. Ivan Korovsky was my heavy, and he was another big part of Anton getting his humanity back now that I think about it. I love a smart Heavy who just happens to not know a ton of english. Ivan was that. He had the emotional intelligence of someone who in another life probably would have studied literature and read those complicated Russian bricks where everyone dies at the end. Imagine if your therapist was able to suplex you into taking care of yourself. Thats Ivan. I have less to say about him but that speaks a lot to his roll in that monster of a fic at the time. Yes he and anton were fucking was that even a question. Naturally my soldier was Jane Doe, as is traditional. Jane thought he was in charge and Anton had decided a very long time ago not to argue with him about it anymore. It helped that for the most part Jane's "war room councils" would only happen if they lost and would only last until he directed his attention away from the room at large to yell at someone specific for long enough that everyone could slip away. Jane's delusions were always tricky for me to write but I was also a highschooler who hadn't taken that many abpysc classes yet. I don't remember if the shovel had a name in the game but his did. Her name was Doris, and he fully believed she was a human being and his wife. Who wanted him to kill the unamerican enemy. Any unamerican enemy, she evidently wasn't picky on which one. My main interest in Jane comes from the epilogue stuff but THAT needs more context that we don't have yet so moving on. Russel "Doc" Cunningham was my engineer. Doc was the epitome of "a guy you'd have a beer with." Give you the shirt off his back, but would lecture you into next week and down the road some ways as he was unbuttoning it. A southern charmer, almost folksy at times. If you heard him talking to any of the younger mercs you'd think he was talking to a couple of rambunctious teenagers, and might even think "there's a man who'd be a good father" You would be wrong in thinking this. Well, no you wouldn't be wrong. Doc loves his girls. His girls who are all semi-autonomous military sentry units and several "creative" tools for his coworkers. The way he talks about him you're almost glad he doesn't carry a wallet because otherwise you know he'd have pictures. But if, hypothetically, he had a son or something outside of his assignment. You wouldn't hear him talk about it. Doc self identifies as a bachelor. He did get married once because its what you did. But he didn't love her, and his ex wife very much was aware of it and made his life hell when they were still married. Doc probably was incredibly young when he was married, and I don't think he was fully ready to accept who he was enough to have been a good parent even if he had been around. But rules were different on the field and no one seemed much bothered by what he chose to occupy his personal time with as long as it wasn't causing a gas leak in the basement (again) which let him relax into himself a bit more. He still doesn't care that much for the "fritterin" his coworkers are always distracting themselves with. Something his younger coworkers give him constant hell about but he figures maybe he's just...well old fashions isn't quite the word. (Asexual/somewhat Demi Engineer? Its more likely than you think.....) Sniper (Richard "Slim" Mundy) Middle aged assassin who sleeps in a camper van. Drinks too much coffee, and Anton has him come in weekly for wellness checks. In the canon of this monster he was spending a good amount of time coming to terms with a relationship he'd had with a teammate who had died in the previous contract fight. A teammate who was much younger than him. (Not young enough to be a crime mind you but for a guy who is very specific about how not sick in the head he is you can imagine the slight crisis that would come from that) . Aggressively anti-social nowadays unless he's coerced with whiskey.
Daniel O'Sullivan Was my scout and the youngest of my mercs at eighteen years old. Joined up because it was either this or juvie, and while his mom still worries about him at least she can sleep easy about him working private security instead of being gunned down in some jungle overseas. (Dan was very nonspecific about what he does for a living.) Danny-Boy was quick tempered and pugnacious, and now that I think about it I probably actively wrote him with ADHD. Constantly fidgeting and constantly "messin around" with a pen and paper during meetings. Danny specifically slept on the breakroom couch instead of in a bunk. I handwaved this at the time but I think it was probably because he grew up fidgety and restless and its much easier to get up constantly in the middle of the night to wander around if you don't have to worry about getting cussed out for it. Danny also has a soft spot when it comes to his family. He misses them, and talked about them constantly. Now I joked that Dan was aggressively heterosexual, but I think this is partly because he's an Irish Catholic and any sexual thoughts at all are a sin so forget unpacking any sort of weird gay ass thoughts he has about his best friend Vic. TURNS OUT THERES A CHARACTER LIMIT lemme know if you want me to keep going rip
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I like you but until you explain yourself I will have to fall back
This message is long but necessary for me. It's the last time I'm addressing this so as much as it hurt me to expose my raw emotions I did it. Some of you may not like me after reading this but it's okay. So, let's just rip the band aid off.
I'm assuming you're that same anon I blocked on my bts account for sending me stuff about that blog. I sat on this message for a few days and initially I wasn't going to answer it. However, it's just been bothering me and I had to say this because this stuff is getting old.
If you're going to believe those people on that blog then you go to them for the facts they say they have on me. If they claim it's true there should be no problem, right?
And this is about the server thing, not the other stuff because I'm not about to address calling someone a name at this age. Hate me for it or don't. I said it. So there you go. That one's on the house.
And if you ask them about the other thing and they can't provide evidence, what does that tell you?
As far as me being a bitch or rude, I've owned that I am not the best person to call upon when it comes to altercations. Most of the time, I abandon arguments because I know I am very disrespectful when I feel disrespected. I am a human and my bad personality trait is my potty mouth. I curse a lot when I'm mad.
However, not once have I threaten to cause harm to anyone because this is just tumblr and it's not that big of a deal to me. I value my life more than embarrassing someone or making them fear me. All I've ever done was get upset or angry because I was triggered or tested like everyone else has done on this site.
Y'all love to make black women look like aggressors when we express ourselves through emotions. It doesn't matter what was said to trigger us, the only concern is how we react because apparently we are the biggest threat.
I'm just tired. So tired of you all running to that place for answers because that blog was based on lies and rumors...from the very beginning of this journey with the fic rec account to everything. It's all been lies that people ran with because they don't like certain people, content, or blog rules.
It was created to hurt people. Yet the people who take time out of their days to create content for you are being portrayed as monsters, the villains.
I don't even visit that blog because I could care less what they say about me. There's nothing I've done or said that I can't repeat. Good or bad. My only issue is that some of you bring it to my space instead of asking the blog for the answers you want.
The amount of bitterness and misery I picked up on just reading a few asks from that blog made me ill. It's a coping mechanism for people who are existing among people they don't like. They want to feel like their thoughts and opinions are superior so they'll do anything to make it a reality.
They're using you all to make themselves feel powerful. They're lonely and unhappy. They want your opinions(that you rightfully deserve to have) to justify what they're doing. This person's true intentions are not to expose the truth.
They just want to eliminate who they feel are threats to them by tarnishing people's name and attempting to scare them away with numbers and hurtful messages. And worst of all, they're are making y'all their minions.
Please, don't fall for it. Don't let someone manipulate you into thinking you're contributing into making tumblr a better place.
You don't have to like me or believe I'm a good person. You don't have to support my content or like my writing...you don't have to do that for any content creator.
I'm not perfect. I write dark themes, I have a masterlist full of smut and little, I'm just here to have fun with writing, I make mistakes, I call people names when they upset me, I kick people from my servers for not following the rules they agreed to follow, I don't let people disrespect me. But I'm not a bully nor do I believe in making people suffer because I'm struggling myself.
Now if I'm such a horrible person, why spend your time sending me asks everyday? You're either going to believe them or you're going to believe the me. Because I've been me since 2020. I've never created a secret place to share my opinions. Everything I've done has been open. Including with that fic rec blog because I feel how I feel and I felt disrespected.
So with that, you do whatever it is you need to do. Because I'm not explaining nothing else.😂
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The tabloid Ilta-Sanomat (siirryt toiseen palveluun) is among the papers that has been providing running coverage of the Nato membership issue since Thursday's joint statement by President Sauli Niinistö and Prime Minister Sanna Marin (SDP) backing application for Finland's membership in the western alliance.
Overnight, Ilta-Sanomat quoted a Reuters report that White House Press Secretary Jen Psaki said Thursday that the US administration backs Finland and Sweden applying to join the Nato alliance.
"We would support Finland's and Sweden's Nato applications if they are submitted. We will respect all the decisions they make," Psaki said.
Ilta-Sanomat also reports that Russia's ambassador to the EU, Vladimir Chizhov, told Britain's Sky News late Thursday that Finland's aspiration to join NATO will mean increased "military-technical" activities by Russia. In the interview, Chizhov said that this would mean increasing defence readiness on the Finnish-Russian border. However, this would not necessarily mean sending troops and tanks to the border, for example.
The paper also reports that in an interview with the British publication UnHerd, Russia's UN deputy ambassador Dmitry Polyanskiy stated that Finland's and Sweden's accession to Nato would make them enemies and "targets or potential targets of attacks". He added that he is amazed that neutral countries are now becoming what he termed "part of the enemy" and taking the “defensive and economic” risks associated with it.
The Jyväskylä-based daily Keskisuomalainen (siirryt toiseen palveluun)looks at how similar views are being reflected in the Russian media.
Reviewing coverage on the online service of Russia's state-owned 1TV television channel, the paper reports it stating to its audience that Nato is attempting to threaten Russia through Finland.
According to the channel's news site, Nato member states have aggressively influenced Finland's position by asserting that Finland has no alternatives.
"Russia is obliged to take both military-technical and other countermeasures in order to end the threats to its national security in this regard", Russian 1TV stated.
Security of supply
The lead item in the farmers' union paper Maaseudun Tulevaisuus (siirryt toiseen palveluun)examines a Finnish government report saying that Nato membership would improve Finland's security of supply.
The reporting process was launched after Russia invaded Ukraine on 24 February. Various parliamentary committees looked at changes in the operating and security environment and the effects of the changing security situation on the economy, crisis resilience, security of supply, internal security, cyber security, hybrid impacts and critical infrastructure.
According to the Government's report, Nato membership would improve Finland's military security of supply and the crisis preparedness of society as a whole. It states that Finland must have an adequate level of preparedness and, as far as possible, also the necessary self-sufficiency in the most essential commodities.
The paper notes that Parliament's Committee on Agriculture and Forestry believes that Finland must be able to provide food for its citizens under all circumstances.
The committee also pointed out that that there will be significant regional differences in the effects of the change in the security environment.
These impacts will be particularly strong in the provinces on the southeastern and eastern borders, with the committee expecting that barriers to co-operation between Finland and Russia will have significant effects on the economy of the border regions.
In addition, quoting the report, Maaseudun Tulevaisuus writes that the change in the security environment may have a negative impact on the general image of the region, with the eastern border regions no longer appearing safe for business investment, tourists and students.
Finland in Eurovision final
Most papers, including Helsingin Sanomat, carry the news that Finland's entry to the Eurovision Song Contest will be seen and heard in the finals in Turin, Italy on Saturday.
Representing Finland, The Rasmus, was the first on stage in Thursday’s semi-finals. And, as the paper notes, the opening performance has not been the best spot for gaining points from the judges.
However, the Finnish entry made it through and will be competing Saturday against Serbia, Poland, Azerbaijan, Australia, Romania, Belgium the Czech Republic, and well as the five which go directly to the finals, Italy, France Germany, Spain and the UK.
HS's verdict on the Finnish entry is that with their long history of international performances, The Rasmus is a genuine big stage rock band that will not be an embarrassment to watch.
Unsettled weekend weather
Iltalehti warns its readers to be ready for rain this coming weekend.
Foreca Meteorologist Jenna Salminen told the paper rain showers should be expected on Saturday, especially in the western part of the country, and some in western Lapland which might include snow.
Overall, the forecast is for variable cloudy skies, periods of sunshine, but also the possibility of thunderstorms.
On both Friday and Saturday, temperatures may rise to 17C-18C degrees in the sunniest areas, with a chance of going as high as 19C.
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Can I say one more thing on the p0ppy situation? I was at work today and I think I missed the deadline to add my input, and I worry this doesn’t fall under “something new happening.” But I want to extend a sort of olive branch to a user who has definitely experienced prolonged harassment and threats, and may feel backed into a corner by the current wave of (imo) justified criticism. You can delete this if you don’t think it’s adding anything new to the conversation, but I’d appreciate you making a quick post to let me know it won’t be going through. 
I’m one of the many users who highly suspects conecakemagnet, tupperwareteal, yeahnope, and perhaps a few others I’m forgetting are p0ppy’s burners she uses to push back at criticism or perceived criticism without needing to identify herself and subject herself to more harassment from the user who has been threatening her. I get why that she might find those accounts necessary. However, I have honestly personally been very frustrated at the way those users have responded to my asks, many of which were more about general behavior of custom owners than anyone specific, to accuse me of being aligned with p0ppy’s harasser or of baselessly targeting her. I agree with many of the criticisms laid out here - it is not constructive to a healthy discussion-based environment like the one we strive for on this blog to have a handful of users running around in the comments attempting to police what can be talked about.
P0ppy, if these are your accounts… honestly, it’s fairly obvious. You might have thought you were being sneaky when you made them, discovering a way to push back against perceived harassment and abuse without needing to identify yourself, but most people have picked up on the pattern of behavior at play here and are aware of who you are. And you continually refusing to admit the accounts belong to you despite being presented with evidence, and/or refusing to change the behavior that makes so many people frustrated with these accounts and with you, is only making the situation worse. I never had a problem with you, even liked you, before those accounts started appearing below my general asks about the custom system or block system to accuse me of harassing you. But now I would think twice before trusting you.
I understand why you may have felt the need to make secret accounts to defend yourself here. I understand the paranoia that comes with being threatened, with having people from your past follow you from site to site, with always looking over your shoulder. I think most people understand this, honestly. But at this point, I think perhaps the right thing to do is own up to what’s going on, explain yourself a bit, and apologize.
And if these accounts TRULY belong to three or four different friends… the fact that you’ve been telling your friends details of your block list and details of private conversations, then letting them run to salt blogs and spread those details around, is also not okay. I know that friends talk, but if you and I were to have a fairly innocent falling-out on DV and one of us were to block the other, I would not want to see your friends spreading secondhand gossip about our situation on here. Surely as someone who has been targeted on DV, you can see why that might be harmful? And why you allowing your friends to do that - we all know you read here, you obviously know about the allegations you have secret Tumblrs, you’ve denied them on-site - might give people a negative impression of you?
I don’t know. I don’t hate you. I truly think this is a situation where you were feeling scared and defensive, so you made these blogs trying to protect yourself, and now it’s spiraled out of control. I understand why you might have felt you needed the blogs to be safer - but trust me, they are making things worse. Making more people dislike you, making more people angry, making more people question your behavior.
Please just stop. Please. I really don’t want to see anything serious happen to you. I don’t want to read you getting harassed on this blog day in and day out. I don’t think you’re a horrible person or anything like that. But I think your recent pattern of behavior is alienating people.
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April 2009 Memos
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4/12/2009
Status update on Project REDACTED
Dr. Redacted Name and research assistant Redacted Name are inbound for processing and debrief
Field research to begin tomorrow, escorted by Lt. Nicholas Shy and Commander Cody Neff of Alpha Squad.
This test will be contained to the SouthWest quadrant, focusing on sectors Regans and Landis with additional staging north near the Med and Psych wings. Overflow likely, take precautions.
Safe bases may be found in Strozier for easy access.
Weapons will be equipped with stun feature for capture of specimens for later studying.
Progress Report
This test is to view the infection rate and gauge against expected transmission levels found in animal studies. This small scale will likely include less than 30 volunteers initially, including support from newly formed Alpha Squad. Commander Neff and Lt. Shy are highly capable leaders, recruited from Military Branch.. Volunteers have been informed this is a training mission for new recruits and part of a required psychological evaluation for teamwork. There are a few candidates that should they complete this mission may be considered for additional reconnaissance squads, though their temperament is less than ideal. Additionally, we have begun identifying subjects who may be perfect specimens to host the virus rather than succumb to it. These subjects are of similar athletic but lithe build, scored high in intelligence, deception, and creative thinking testing, and appear to work well in a unit, alone on orders, alone on own, and some even in lower level leadership positions. Dr. Redacted Name and Redacted Nameha have begun meeting these candidates and Redacted Name has been seen striking friendships with many of them due to her nature. 
OZ has had their first injection tonight under guise of vaccine and we await reaction and progress. The initial strain of H1Z1 appears to provide zero symptoms other than cannibalistic appetite in Patients Zero in prior testing. This particular strain does require those infected by OZ and others to continue to consume to abate full decomposition. Additional testing required. 
Volunteers to be told outbreak was accidental.
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4/13/2009
Status update on Project REDACTED
Incident Report
At 14:23, the following incident was reported. Redacted Name was escorted by recruit Redacted Name on her way back to the lab and was ambushed by Subject 011888. He cornered them from outside the building, blocking the main exit with view of other exits and was able to run to them with increased speed. Recruit Name attempted to create a distraction to allow Redacted an escape route but was knocked down as Subject 011888 appeared to have been tracking Redacted ’s whereabouts. Redacted attempted to fire tranq darts at Subject 011888, but her gun jammed. Building defenses were breached as Subject 011888 pulled her from the building and attacked, landing a bite on the right side of her neck. Bite does not appear to have broken skin. No sign of infection transmission at this time. No additional witnesses have come forward. Recruit  Name also appears to not have been infected and was last seen seeking out Dr. Redacted Name at his residence. 
Note: Subject 011888 appears to have lower to no decomposition rate; was in group of initial top candidates upon recruitment. DNA and blood testing requested.
Incident considered handled and complete pending observation over next few days.
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4/14/2009
Incident Report Follow-Up
Redacted Name continues to show no sign of infection symptoms, blood test analysis of if she has become a silent carrier and/or an increase of phagocytes/B lymphocytes/T lymphocytes and/or evidence of antibodies will be conducted. She has been seen getting closer to sites of Zed activity, including Subject 011888. Unclear who is tracking whom in this case. She did appear to attempt to encourage Dr. Redacted  to head to a location to pick her up near Zed activity; Subject 011888 was seen leaving a hiding place when Dr Redacted left. Redacted left on her own without incident. Objective of meeting unclear. Motives of Subject 011888 unclear, but appeared to keep other Zeds away from clearing and Redacted.  
She has taken a special interest in researching the pack tactics and cooperation, though in loose groups of the Zed population. She has noticed a surprising lack of groupthink that often appears in similar human populations that tends to lead to downfall of groups due to fear of isolation due to dissenting opinions, lack of individuality, and echo chambers. For this reason, she believes that for those that keep their cognitive abilities, they may be able to work cohesively as a unit for a common goal under leadership while also being able to work independently for best outcomes without direct supervision and still complete the main objectives.
Incident considered handled and complete.
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4/18/2009
Status update on Project REDACTED
TESTING COMPLETE - BEGIN EXTRACTION
Alpha Squad leaders to escort Dr Redacted Name and Redacted Name from compound via helicopter. 
Key subjects to be captured and survivors/staff to be evacuated
ACTIVATE MISSION CLEANUP PROCEDURE
Final Progress Report
***FULL REPORT TO BE SUBMITTED ONCE RESEARCH IS COMPILED**
The test was highly successful, though decomposition rate was more rapid than expected, resulting in weaker and less "socially” connected Zeds to die off. Pack mentality formed among individuals who already had a connection once turned, though they could be seen working together, but looser than expected. Soldiers also were seen banding together when in dire situations, but were just as likely to look out for themselves. Survivors are to be informed that rate of infection was more rapid than expected and situation is a lost cause, requiring evacuation and area cleansing.
DNA and blood samples have been taken from both Subjects and all survivors to check for silent carriers, resistances, and potential infections via non-bite transmission. Does not appear to be airborne, waterborne, foodborne, or sexually transmitted at this time. 
Lures will be placed to contain undesired Zed population once key subjects have been captured and transported for additional research. Upon evacuation initiation, detonation countdown will begin remotely to allow proper timeline.
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4/18/2009
Incident Report
22:09 - Remote detonation attempt failed. Alpha Squad member Sean Redacted sacrificed his life to manually detonate. Blast was more powerful than expected and shockwave hit the helicopter carrying Alpha Squad leaders Commander Cody Neff and Lt. Nicholas Shy evacuating Dr. Redacted Name and his assistant Redacted Name. Commander Neff and Lt. Shy were knocked out and fell to the ground. No efforts will be held for extraction or (more likely) recovery. Redacted Name was injured in this incident.
Results from remote viewing of surviving surveillance cameras show area cleanse of remaining Zed population successful. Additional hazmat cleansing will take place in the following weeks to prepare for return to research in 6 months time for a non-biologic training simulation for new recruits.
Incident considered handled and complete.
Post-Mission Plans
Dr. Redacted Name will continue research at remote lab with small scale samples to begin work on vaccine and/or cure in case of accidental transmission or the need to reverse a subject or attempt to slow progress. Separate research will be conducted on genetic engineering of strains to reduce rate of decomposition and ravenous hunger to attempt to retain original cognitive/physical abilities and potentially enhance as key subjects have already shown ability increases contrary to expectations. 
Redacted Name will be taken for a medical and psychiatric evaluation following the two incidents she was involved in. She is showing the early signs of PTSD and needs to enter a recovery program if she is expected to return to research in October. Dr. Redacted Name has made it clear he refuses to continue research without her as his assistant as she is the only one he trusts and is his main confidant in both work and personal life. We must comply with his wishes if Project REDACTEd is to continue. Due to their connection, it is highly likely REDACTED will be willing to return against her better judgment. She would do anything to help him as long as her trust remains intact, including risking her personal safety. Unclear on if she’s willing to risk ethics/morals, but may only take a small well-timed carefully planned push from him to do so. 
Note: Their relationship and cooperation is paramount to the success of this Project. Without them, research will slow dramatically at best.
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