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burningblake · 1 year
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rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist. then tag 10 people to do the same thing.
tagged by these two lovely ladies @robntunney & @lizzybennets 🥰💜
10 tracks from my “currently on repeat” playlist:
Take a look around you - kai engel
Alicia vive - alberto iglesias
Give and take - michael vignola
Uncovered - joseph william Morgan
Like leaves of a lotus - Francis wells
Boite a Musique - Anne Sophie Versnaeyen
ugly - Dylan Conrique
Baby blue - Dylan Conrique
Ne pleure pas - Anne Sophie Versnaeyen
Forever in this World - Anne Sophie Versnaeyen, Gabriel saban
+ 10 songs I really like (by 10 different artists):
Take a look around you - kai engel
After all - Dylan Conrique
Chord Left - Agnes Obel
Forever in this World - Anne Sophie Versnaeyen, Gabriel saban
Uncovered - joseph william Morgan
Glue - Nat & Alex Wolff
Danca do Vampiro - Asa de Aguia
Sad - UNLOGIX
Love Stream - Brice Davoli
Love Survive - Michael Nau
I tag: @bookaholicthoughts, @lordbelacqua, @dumbfilmschoolkid, @matt-casey, @elena-gilbert, @tisdae
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burnmarksofficial · 8 months
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꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄 ─ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀 ˚₊· ꒱꒱
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❨ series masterlist | request | taglist ❩
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𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 ─
★ birth name ─ jae-eun lee ★ hangul ─ 이재은 ★ nicknames ─ jae, jj, jae-bear, jennington, lilo
★ birthday ─ 5th november 2003 ★ age ─ 20 (int.) 21 (kor.) ★ zodiac ─ scorpio ★ chinese zodiac ─ sheep
★ birth place ─ seoul, south korea ★ home town ─ seoul, south korea ★ current residence ─ seoul, south korea
★ nationality ─ korean ★ ethnicity ─ korean ★ languages ─ english (100%), korean (100%), japanese (100%), french (100%), chinese (97%), spanish (97%), italian (96%), german (96%), thai (54%)
★ gender ─ cisfemale ★ pronouns ─ she/her/hers ★ sexual orientation ─ bisexual ★ romantic orientation ─ biromantic
★ height ─ 170.18 cm (5'7) ★ weight ─ 72kg ★ blood type ─ o negative ★ eye colour ─ black ★ hair colour ─ black
𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐑 ─
★ occupation ─ formula one driver
★ team ─ oracle red bull racing ★ position ─ 1st driver ★ race number ─ 13
★ sponsors ─ the hwang corporation ★ helmet ─ bell
★ podiums ─ 65 ★ grand prix entered ─ 67 ★ points ─ 1562 ★ highest race finish ─ 1 (x53) ★ highest position ─ 1 (x3) ★ world championships ─ 3
★ manger ─ jin sehun  ★ opertaions manger ─ do-yun park ★ personal assistant ─ yana rintarou  ★ trainer ─ rin hiniki  ★ press officer ─ moon dan-bi  ★ race engeriner ─ claudia lao
★ debut race ─ 2021, bahrain gp ★ debut age ─ 18 ★ first podiums ─ 2021, bahrain gp (1) ★ first points ─ 2021, bahrain gp (25) ★ debut race win ─ 2021, bahrain gp
★ fans names ─ j-nation ★ offical colours ─ black and white
★ instagram ─ jaeeunlee ★ twitter ─ jaeeunlee ★ youtube ─ jaeeunlee ★ tiktok ─ jaeeunlee ★ twitch ─ jaeeunlee ★ facebook ─ jaeeunlee ★ personal website ─ jaeeunlee.com
★ role modles ─ ha-ru lee, ayton senna, michael schumacher, kimi raikkonen, sebastian vettel, lewis hamilton
★ signature ↓
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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 ─
★ mbti ─ intj-a
★ strengths ─ organised, creative, well-rounded, calm, realistic, naturally gifted, smart, introvert, quiet, logical, planner, open-minded ★ weaknesses ─ perfectionist, temper, self-critical, serious, detached, guarded, cold
★ family members ↓ min-jin hwang ─ mother ha-ru lee ─ father (deceased) ari lee ─ older sister ye-jun hwang ─ younger brother dea-eun hwang ─ younger sister saja lee ─ younger brother
★ hobbies & skills ─ photography, cinematography, art, fashion, racing (formula one and others), sports, reading, music/playing instruments (specifically guitar), skateboarding, working out, traveling ★ habits and mannerisms ─ headphone tapping, order in which she wears her jewellery, lip biting, picking at her nails, rolling her eyes, resting bitch face, speaking extremely monotone
★ likes ─ family, friends, her dog loki, woking out, music, playing guitar, skateboarding, art, fashion, photography, cinematography, reading ★ dislikes ─ rude people, racists, homophobes, basically any one that doesn't stand for human rights, people that abuse their power, mclaren
★ medical history ─ depression and anxiety ★ phobias ─ atychiphobia (fear of failure)
★ favourites ↓ number ─ 13 colour ─ black animal ─ dogs emoji ─ 😭🫡✨💀🫶🏼🏎📸 season ─ summer
★ favourites food ─ pizza, kimchi, soft tofu stew, samgyeopsal, sushi, instant noodles, tteokbokki, bibimbap, naengmyeon, bulgogi, korean bbq ★ favourites desserts ─ chocolate, mochi, cheesecake, crepe, red velvet cake, basically anything sweet ★ favourites drinks ─ coke, soju, strawberry milkshake, engery drinks, tea, coffee, milk, water, red wine
★ personal playlist ─ here
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northstarco · 1 month
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fact checks (ft. nikolas)
❝ nikolas checks facts, and answers questions.. at three in the morning ❞
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"did you break your arm again?"
nikolas chuckles mid-read, glancing down at his oddly placed right arm and shaking his head, the question makes him place a hand on his forehead. "no my arm is not broken, not yet, at least".
"how weak are your bones?— well it's not my fault that i somehow almost always manage to break something it just happens!" niko shrugs, acting like his answer wasn't the stupidest thing in the world and glancing down at the sleeping feline in his lap. "i have bad luck, don't yell at me" he mutters, as if trying to be quiet so he doesn't wake up susi.
where is that poster from?
niko narrows his eyes at the comment, turning back to the queen poster situated right above his desk. he allows for a small laugh to escape his lips as he thinks about where he got it from. "a fan handed it to me at a fansign like a year ago? i thought it was a mistake but she just let me have it.."
did you really forget your instagram password?
nikolas, ready to make an excuse, laughs again. "yes, i did, and until i figure it out again you're never getting another juno instagram update" the 96 liner doesn't seem too bothered by the news, much to the dismay of his own fans.
i didn't know you played the violin :0 that's so cool!!
"ah" niko pauses, clicking his tongue. "well mæ̀ is a violin instructor so it was one of the first instruments i learned how to play, it's not my favorite, though, the strings make my fingers hurt" he frowns slightly, looking down at his scarred fingers. "these days the scars are from my guitar, though".
do you dream in english?
the question is enough to make nikolas snicker, it baffles him that someone would ask that, but it's also too interesting to not answer. "that's such a strange thing to ask.." he snickers again, just the thought of the question alone is enough to make him laugh. "i guess so? i dream in a weird mix of english and thai, my dreams don't make any sense".
you need to write more songs hello??
the comment makes nikolas smile lightly, and he places his cheek on his fist. "i do write a lot of songs, i just trash most of them because they're.. well, not sm approved" he chuckles at his own wording, he'd explain why in more detail if he wasn't weary about his mangers watching. "most of the songs i write are about personal experiences, not general experiences".
juno solo debut when?
"never" niko mumbles, shaking his head as he un-balls his fist and places his chin onto his hand. he chuckles at his own response, watching as the comments explode into questions of why? and what do you mean? a small smile grows on his face, and he lets his face fall down. "actually i don't know, not that the company will tell me anything anyway, if they even have something planned.."
niko narrows his eyes suspiciously, staring into space as he thinks about it for a moment. "i'm not sure, maybe those songs will escape the drafts someday".
song recommendations!!
"song recommendations.." niko taps his fingers onto his desk, scouring his mind for songs he himself enjoys. "everything is everything by lauryn hill, uh.. alterlife by rina sawayama, and farewell by akmu, that's a good one".
"i feel like you'd be a good music teacher— i have no idea what that's supposed to mean! but thank you!"
why are you live at three am?
"hm.. well i can't sleep, i'm bored, and doyoungie would've killed me if i called him at three in the morning" nikolas thinks of more reasons he could give to answer that question, but as he's about to answer, he gets a notification from his phone. when he looks down at his phone, he snickers, covering his mouth with his hand. "aww, kim doyoung hates me everybody" he pouts playfully at his phone, presumably humored by a text he'd gotten from his best friend.
"let's hope he doesn't come for my soul, i can't die before rina's new album is released.. oh my god, speaking of rina—"
nikolas then goes on a rant about rina sawayama's music, much too immersed in it. it's safe to say, the viewers were very amazed by the sight of silent niko, who often sat back and let his members do the talking during group lives, running his mouth like nothing else in the world mattered.
niko's ramblings only stop when a certain question catches his eye. "i'm going to australia soon, have any snack recommendations?— oh my god you have to try tim tams, and fairy bread, and also anzac biscuits those are so good! i remember my mom sent me snacks a few weeks ago and i finally got to eat them again, i also made fairy bread a few weeks ago, it was as good as i remember it".
"what are tim tams? oh they're chocolate biscuits that usually have some sort of filling, the ones with caramel filling are the best trust me".
"go to sleep" niko blinks at the comment, a small chuckle escaping his lips. "no! you can't tell me what to do, i'm staying awake for the rest of time now that you commented that".
nikolas crosses his arms, remaining stubborn as ever.
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greenscreen-dress · 1 year
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SO. I did not in fact have enough time or quietness (or a good setup or general knowledge of how Audacity functions) to do more than mumble into my mic while the original song's instrumental plays at a lower volume, but I swear I CAN play this on the guitar. Definitely. No matter how much of a bastard the B7 chord is ^^;
There's less than two hours to vote so if I want this to be relevant in the slightest I need to post it NOW, shoddy editing and MS Paint album cover and all. Shoutout to @quinnhills, whose delightful appearances on Joe's streams / episode + yesternight's beautiful Valentines Day concert stream served as inspiration and motivation when coming up with this silliness (also thankyou for the follow aaaa). & of course since this is the final showdown, HUGE thankyou to @/mcytblrsexymen for spawning this entire week of shenanigans. Wishing you all the best of naps (after the final data crunching & spreadsheet-ification) <3
Lyrics are below the readmore, someday I WILL record a proper version with my own instrumentals and No washing machine sounds in the background, enjoy and GO VOTE JOE FOR TUMBLR SEXYMAN.
Keep add-vote-uring :D
Scarandjoe - A blatant silly parody of ABBA's Fernando, a song about remembering being in a war.
Have you seen the polls, Scar and Joe?
They began so long ago— oh no, it hasn't been a week
You're the final fight, Scar and Joe
Something that began so small and as joke has come so far,
And for many this finale
Was the outcome they had hoped for from the start
They were close those rounds, Scar and Joe
Even wins by one percent, or less, we'd still call them a sweep
We allied ourselves with fandoms
That we'd then be forced to turn against amid tearful good-byes
And it's all been in the name
Of saying who's the sexiest of these blocky guys
There is no better way to decide
Who'll earn the title
Than fan polls
There were 96 MCYTS,
The finale:
Scar and Joe
Cast your vote, and if it's hard to choose
Listen my friend...
Let me point you to the best campaign
The win, he'll claim
That dang Joe
From the start he has been playing to win
Adventurin'
That dang Joe
Now my bias has been exposed
Looking at my URL and blog I'm sure you'll understand
That I'm asking y'all to vote Joe
Not because I'm gay and thus immune to Scar's Good Times and abs,
But because the Joe Hills Difference best embodies being a Tumblr Sexyman
There is no better way to decide
Who'll earn the title
Than fan polls
There were 96 MCYTS,
The finale:
Scar and Joe
Cast your vote, and if it's hard to choose
Listen my friend...
Let me point you to the best campaign
The win, he'll claim
That dang Joe
This whole thing has been a wild ride
The fraud, the bribes
These fan polls
Fanart as far as the eye can see
Trending all week:
A shambles
Cast your vote, and if it's hard to choose
Listen my friend...
Let me point you to the best campaign
The win he'll claim
That dang Joe
Yes from the start he's been playing to win
Check his LinkedIn
That dang Joe.
Beating the odds time and time again
Now it's the end
Vote for Joe
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I love background characters and NPCs. No one will ever look at you twice. You're there for a reason you'll never understand and will never get the spotlight, even if you want it. But someone has seen fit to create you, and I want to know more. I want to know who you are and what your story is. Especially for unnamed characters that appear once.
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Who're the two boys on the left? The guy with the roller is clearly close to Four- the girl in the centre (yes that's her)- since he's appeared with her in promo renders before. But who's his buddy, who's never been seen since? (Low-key hear me out on the guy with the Splatling, he's cute.) Are they friends? Did they meet just then, randomly matched on the same team? Where are they now, five years down the track? We saw the guy with the quiff cut and the roller in the announcement render for the return of Splatoon 2's gear, but what about his buddy?
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What about these two? They're clearly close to Neo Agent 3, they've appeared in art with her before (and she's also right there next to them, but I cropped the image.) Did they come from Inkopolis, or are they Splatlands natives? Do they join Neo on her scavenging hunts or do they do something else for a living? The one with the Gold Dynamo Roller seems to be pretty flexible with weapons, since they also have a Splattershot, but the Octoling has only been seen with a .96 Gal as far as I'm aware.
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See, there they are again with Neo. I wonder if they know about her being an agent. The blue one gives me drummer vibes, I wonder if they play instruments.
I love side characters. They make me so curious. Who are you? Maybe I'll never know. Maybe they'll appear again. Suffice to say I've been thinking about these two pairs in particular a lot 😂
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codename-adler · 2 months
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"nothing is going to be okay" sounds like it's gonna hurt... tell me more.
It's meant to hurt. You and me both.
Adler's PiPs ~ Project: Nothing Is Going to Be Okay
Also known as Adler-toys-with-the-Major-Character-Death-tag. This is an exploration of every universe where Kevin, Andrew and/or Neil do not make it out. Sometimes Kevin dies; sometimes it's Andrew; other times it's Neil. Someone always dies. Doesn't matter if it's Kandreil, Andreil, Kandrew, Kevneil. Sometimes it's because of canon going slightly to the left. Sometimes it's because it's a totally different universe. Every variation is always merciless.
The origins of such a fun project? Music. It all stems from my personal playlist of the saddest soundtracks or instrumental pieces i religiously listen to, which i won't share until i finally get to writing this collection of grief. So far i have 96 pieces on that playlist. Will i write the boys dying 96 times? i doubt it, but each piece represents a universe with a specific scene and vision. sometimes if it's a soundtrack, i put the boys in that universe and kill 'em. sometimes it's the title of the piece that awakes something ugly in me. sometimes it's a combination of words and vibes. the possibilities are endless. the grief is infinite, a loop, inescapable. yes i got mental problems. yes i got meds for it. why do u ask.
Why the fun title? Ask Andrew.
"Your parents are dead, you are not fine, and nothing is going to be okay. This is not news to you. But from now until May you are still Neil Josten and I am still the man who said he would keep you alive. I don't care if you use this phone tomorrow. I don't care if you never use it again. But you are going to keep it on you because one day you might need it. On that day you're not going to run. You're going to think about what I promised you and you're going to make the call. Tell me you understand." (TRK)
Now! Some of the wips in the collection:
So This Is Christmas: based on Happy Xmas (War Is Over) by Gabrielle Aplin, i revisit Neil's days at the Nest and add a few more casualties. the boys take their turn kicking the bucket. this one is multi-chaptered.
fun fact: there are only 3 songs in the playlist that have lyrics: one of them is in an Arabic or Persian language that i do not speak/read, the other two are in English (Happy Xmas + my tears ricochet)
i would also like to note that Gabrielle Aplin's Happy Xmas is part of my aftg soundtrack project where i'm trying to imagine the series as a TV show and assemble music for specific scenes in multi-episodes seasons. this one i imagine playing with slow-motion scenes cutting back-and-forth between Neil's torture in the Nest over the holidays and the Foxes celebrating in NYC. my magnum opus if you will. i'm not even kidding. all my self-confidence is in that divine mission.
Andrew's Farewell: Hunger Games AU. a classic. the song? iykyk. the victim? iykyk.
On the Nature of Day(light): based on the piece by Max Richter (all variations and covers, but i do favor the original and the entropy). canon divergence AU where Kevin also intervenes at the end of TKM, when the Foxes win the Championships and there's the Riko-Neil-Andew showdown. establishing then destroying Kandreil.
Tennessee: based on the Hans Zimmer soundtrack for the film Pearl Harbor. i took inspiration from the title and the music, not the movie. totally war-unrelated. excerpt (Andreil, other Baltimore AU):
"We could go... We could go... to Tennessee..." "There's nothing in Tennessee, Abram." "Exactly..." *shaky pained smile*
Thin Orange Line: based on Journey to the Line by Hans Zimmer & Gavin Greenaway, from the film The Thin Red Line. War AU + Kandrew + Soldier Kevin Day carrying injured/unconscious Soldier Andrew Minyard to safety. only one makes it.
Other inspirations come from the soundtracks of The Last of Us (1 + 2 + HBO show), The Haunting of Bly Manor / Hill House, Max Richter, Hannibal (NBC show), House of the Dragon, Dune (Denis Villeneuve/Hans Zimmer), and many other shows, films, video games and original compositions / composers.
this project is my beloved baby. i remember it being the first push to create since a long while. i know it is very very sad, and that MCD is very rarely liked/read. i'm still invested. maybe i'll try out NaNoWriMo for a 3rd time with this project. i'm not giving up!
thank you anon, from the bottom of my heart, for giving me the opportunity to info-dump and for allowing me to see that i actually have much more figured out than i thought. i'm glad the hurt/no comfort vibe bewitched you.
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garunsdottir · 4 months
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tagged by @euphcme thank u so much, dove!!
shuffle your ON REPEAT playlist and list the first 10 songs
(there is a lot of instrumental stuff here; these days I mostly listen to music while I read, plus it’s winter, so I feel extremely dramatic to the point of soaking in the bath with Requiem in the background)
Murder on a dance floor by Sophie Ellis-Bextor (thank u, Saltburn)
Marche pour la cérémonie des Turc (Jean-Baptiste Lully)
Flutterings by Laurent Dury
As good a reason by Paris Paloma
Serenade for strings in e major, op.22, b.52: II (Antonín Dvořák)
String quartet no.12 in f major, “American”, op.96: II (Antonín Dvořák)
At your feet bt Helen Jane Long
Gnossienne No.1 (Erik Satie)
Six pieces, op.51, th 143: VI. Valse sentimentale (Tchaikovsky)
Hares on the Mountain by Shirley Collins
list your top 15 tv shows because it reflects your personality :P
(no particular order, obviously, but these have def created me as a person. and yes, there are almost no historical dramas, cause more often than not I fell for characters and the show itself might not be that great)
This is going to hurt
Fleabag
Derry girls
Horrible histories
London Irish
The outlaws
Dark
Anne with an e
Sweet/Vicious
Over the Garden Wall
The Great
My mad fat diary
The Borgias
Merlin
Non uccidere
no pressure tags: @lord-aldhelm @airmanslament @palominojacoby (I hope it’s okay to tag u all!)
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wangxian-the-zhijis · 6 months
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Sharing my Spotify Wrapped here~
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You’ve no idea how surprised I was to see WuJi in top 1! Since you see, I only started to listen to it last September. It took only 2 months for it to become my top song! I was that obsessed with it?! Then at top 3 is the instrumental version of WuJi. At top 5 is Xiao Zhan’s WWX character song Qu Jin Chen Qing.
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The Untamed dominated not only my top songs but my top artists!!! The only reason why they peaked at October and not November is because I started to listen to other character’s songs (e.g. JYL’s Yi Nan Ping, LXC’s Bu You, etc…”
Yeah, I’m a new fan. I only watched The Untamed last September and you can see by my Spotify Wrapped alone how obsessed I got with the series.
Other The Untamed OSTs in my Top 100:
Top 9: Lin Hai’s Ye Ben
Top 10: JYL’s character song: Yi Nan Ping
Top 13: LWJ’s character song: Bu Wang
Top 36: Xiao Zhan’s solo version of WuJi
Top 37: LXC’s character song: Bu You
Top 38: Wang Yibo’s solo version of WuJi
Top 63: WuJi piano version
Top 73: WN’s character song: Chi Zi
Top 79: JC’s character song: Hen Bie
Top 96: Lin Hai’s Qin Xin Yin
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20k Leagues under the sea, Jules Verne
chapter 11-12
CHAPTER XI
ALL BY ELECTRICITY
“Sir,” said Captain Nemo, showing me the instruments hanging on the walls of his room, “here are the contrivances required for the navigation of the Nautilus. Here, as in the drawing-room, I have them always under my eyes, and they indicate my position and exact direction in the middle of the ocean. Some are known to you, such as the thermometer, which gives the internal temperature of the Nautilus; the barometer, which indicates the weight of the air and foretells the changes of the weather; the hygrometer, which marks the dryness of the atmosphere; the storm-glass, the contents of which, by decomposing, announce the approach of tempests; the compass, which guides my course; the sextant, which shows the latitude by the altitude of the sun; chronometers, by which I calculate the longitude; and glasses for day and night, which I use to examine the points of the horizon, when the Nautilus rises to the surface of the waves.”
“These are the usual nautical instruments,” I replied, “and I know the use of them. But these others, no doubt, answer to the particular requirements of the Nautilus. This dial with the movable needle is a manometer, is it not?”
“It is actually a manometer. But by communication with the water, whose external pressure it indicates, it gives our depth at the same time.”
“And these other instruments, the use of which I cannot guess?”
“Here, Professor, I ought to give you some explanations. Will you be kind enough to listen to me?”
He was silent for a few moments, then he said—
“There is a powerful agent, obedient, rapid, easy, which conforms to every use, and reigns supreme on board my vessel. Everything is done by means of it. It lights it, warms it, and is the soul of my mechanical apparatus. This agent is electricity.”
“Electricity?” I cried in surprise.
“Yes, sir.”
“Nevertheless, Captain, you possess an extreme rapidity of movement, which does not agree with the power of electricity. Until now, its dynamic force has remained under restraint, and has only been able to produce a small amount of power.”
“Professor,” said Captain Nemo, “my electricity is not everybody’s. You know what sea-water is composed of. In a thousand grammes are found 96½ per cent. of water, and about 2-2/3 per cent. of chloride of sodium; then, in a smaller quantity, chlorides of magnesium and of potassium, bromide of magnesium, sulphate of magnesia, sulphate and carbonate of lime. You see, then, that chloride of sodium forms a large part of it. So it is this sodium that I extract from sea-water, and of which I compose my ingredients. I owe all to the ocean; it produces electricity, and electricity gives heat, light, motion, and, in a word, life to the Nautilus.”
“But not the air you breathe?”
“Oh! I could manufacture the air necessary for my consumption, but it is useless, because I go up to the surface of the water when I please. However, if electricity does not furnish me with air to breathe, it works at least the powerful pumps that are stored in spacious reservoirs, and which enable me to prolong at need, and as long as I will, my stay in the depths of the sea. It gives a uniform and unintermittent light, which the sun does not. Now look at this clock; it is electrical, and goes with a regularity that defies the best chronometers. I have divided it into twenty-four hours, like the Italian clocks, because for me there is neither night nor day, sun nor moon, but only that factitious light that I take with me to the bottom of the sea. Look! just now, it is ten o’clock in the morning.”
“Exactly.”
“Another application of electricity. This dial hanging in front of us indicates the speed of the Nautilus. An electric thread puts it in communication with the screw, and the needle indicates the real speed. Look! now we are spinning along with a uniform speed of fifteen miles an hour.”
“It is marvelous! And I see, Captain, you were right to make use of this agent that takes the place of wind, water, and steam.”
“We have not finished, M. Aronnax,” said Captain Nemo, rising. “If you will follow me, we will examine the stern of the Nautilus.”
Really, I knew already the anterior part of this submarine boat, of which this is the exact division, starting from the ship’s head:—the dining-room, five yards long, separated from the library by a water-tight partition; the library, five yards long; the large drawing-room, ten yards long, separated from the Captain’s room by a second water-tight partition; the said room, five yards in length; mine, two and a half yards; and, lastly a reservoir of air, seven and a half yards, that extended to the bows. Total length thirty five yards, or one hundred and five feet. The partitions had doors that were shut hermetically by means of india-rubber instruments, and they ensured the safety of the Nautilus in case of a leak.
I followed Captain Nemo through the waist, and arrived at the centre of the boat. There was a sort of well that opened between two partitions. An iron ladder, fastened with an iron hook to the partition, led to the upper end. I asked the Captain what the ladder was used for.
“It leads to the small boat,” he said.
“What! have you a boat?” I exclaimed, in surprise.
“Of course; an excellent vessel, light and insubmersible, that serves either as a fishing or as a pleasure boat.”
“But then, when you wish to embark, you are obliged to come to the surface of the water?”
“Not at all. This boat is attached to the upper part of the hull of the Nautilus, and occupies a cavity made for it. It is decked, quite water-tight, and held together by solid bolts. This ladder leads to a man-hole made in the hull of the Nautilus, that corresponds with a similar hole made in the side of the boat. By this double opening I get into the small vessel. They shut the one belonging to the Nautilus; I shut the other by means of screw pressure. I undo the bolts, and the little boat goes up to the surface of the sea with prodigious rapidity. I then open the panel of the bridge, carefully shut till then; I mast it, hoist my sail, take my oars, and I’m off.”
“But how do you get back on board?”
“I do not come back, M. Aronnax; the Nautilus comes to me.”
“By your orders?”
“By my orders. An electric thread connects us. I telegraph to it, and that is enough.”
“Really,” I said, astonished at these marvels, “nothing can be more simple.”
After having passed by the cage of the staircase that led to the platform, I saw a cabin six feet long, in which Conseil and Ned Land, enchanted with their repast, were devouring it with avidity. Then a door opened into a kitchen nine feet long, situated between the large storerooms. There electricity, better than gas itself, did all the cooking. The streams under the furnaces gave out to the sponges of platina a heat which was regularly kept up and distributed. They also heated a distilling apparatus, which, by evaporation, furnished excellent drinkable water. Near this kitchen was a bathroom comfortably furnished, with hot and cold water taps.
Next to the kitchen was the berthroom of the vessel, sixteen feet long. But the door was shut, and I could not see the management of it, which might have given me an idea of the number of men employed on board the Nautilus.
At the bottom was a fourth partition that separated this office from the engine-room. A door opened, and I found myself in the compartment where Captain Nemo—certainly an engineer of a very high order—had arranged his locomotive machinery. This engine-room, clearly lighted, did not measure less than sixty-five feet in length. It was divided into two parts; the first contained the materials for producing electricity, and the second the machinery that connected it with the screw. I examined it with great interest, in order to understand the machinery of the Nautilus.
“You see,” said the Captain, “I use Bunsen’s contrivances, not Ruhmkorff’s. Those would not have been powerful enough. Bunsen’s are fewer in number, but strong and large, which experience proves to be the best. The electricity produced passes forward, where it works, by electro-magnets of great size, on a system of levers and cog-wheels that transmit the movement to the axle of the screw. This one, the diameter of which is nineteen feet, and the thread twenty-three feet, performs about a hundred and twenty revolutions in a second.”
“And you get then?”
“A speed of fifty miles an hour.”
“I have seen the Nautilus manœuvre before the Abraham Lincoln, and I have my own ideas as to its speed. But this is not enough. We must see where we go. We must be able to direct it to the right, to the left, above, below. How do you get to the great depths, where you find an increasing resistance, which is rated by hundreds of atmospheres? How do you return to the surface of the ocean? And how do you maintain yourselves in the requisite medium? Am I asking too much?”
“Not at all, Professor,” replied the Captain, with some hesitation; “since you may never leave this submarine boat. Come into the saloon, it is our usual study, and there you will learn all you want to know about the Nautilus.”
CHAPTER XII
SOME FIGURES
A moment after we were seated on a divan in the saloon smoking. The Captain showed me a sketch that gave the plan, section, and elevation of the Nautilus. Then he began his description in these words:—
“Here, M. Aronnax, are the several dimensions of the boat you are in. It is an elongated cylinder with conical ends. It is very like a cigar in shape, a shape already adopted in London in several constructions of the same sort. The length of this cylinder, from stem to stern, is exactly 232 feet, and its maximum breadth is twenty-six feet. It is not built quite like your long-voyage steamers, but its lines are sufficiently long, and its curves prolonged enough, to allow the water to slide off easily, and oppose no obstacle to its passage. These two dimensions enable you to obtain by a simple calculation the surface and cubic contents of the Nautilus. Its area measures 6032 feet; and its contents about 1500 cubic yards—that is to say, when completely immersed it displaces 50,000 feet of water, or weighs 1500 tons.
“When I made the plans for this submarine vessel, I meant that nine-tenths should be submerged: consequently, it ought only to displace nine-tenths of its bulk—that is to say, only to weigh that number of tons. I ought not, therefore, to have exceeded that weight, constructing it on the aforesaid dimensions.
“The Nautilus is composed of two hulls, one inside, the other outside, joined by T-shaped irons, which render it very strong. Indeed, owing to this cellular arrangement it resists like a block, as if it were solid. Its sides cannot yield; it coheres spontaneously, and not by the closeness of its rivets; and the homogenity of its construction, due to the perfect union of the materials, enables it to defy the roughest seas.
“These two hulls are composed of steel plates, whose density is from .7 to .8 that of water. The first is not less than two inches and a half thick and weighs 394 tons. The second envelope, the keel, twenty inches high and ten thick, weighs alone sixty-two tons. The engine, the ballast, the several accessories and apparatus appendages, the partitions and bulkheads, weigh 961.62 tons. Do you follow all this?”
“I do.”
“Then, when the Nautilus is afloat under these circumstances, one-tenth is out of the water. Now, if I have made reservoirs of a size equal to this tenth, or capable of holding 150 tons, and if I fill them with water, the boat, weighing then 1507 tons, will be completely immersed. That would happen, Professor. These reservoirs are in the lower parts of the Nautilus. I turn on taps and they fill, and the vessel sinks that had just been level with the surface.”
“Well, Captain, but now we come to the real difficulty. I can understand your rising to the surface; but diving below the surface, does not your submarine contrivance encounter a pressure, and consequently undergo an upward thrust of one atmosphere for every thirty feet of water, just about fifteen pounds per square inch?”
“Just so, sir.”
“Then, unless you quite fill the Nautilus, I do not see how you can draw it down to those depths.”
“Professor, you must not confound statics with dynamics or you will be exposed to grave errors. There is very little labour spent in attaining the lower regions of the ocean, for all bodies have a tendency to sink. When I wanted to find out the necessary increase of weight required to sink the Nautilus, I had only to calculate the reduction of volume that sea-water acquires according to the depth.”
“That is evident.”
“Now, if water is not absolutely incompressible, it is at least capable of very slight compression. Indeed, after the most recent calculations this reduction is only .000436 of an atmosphere for each thirty feet of depth. If we want to sink 3000 feet, I should keep account of the reduction of bulk under a pressure equal to that of a column of water of a thousand feet. The calculation is easily verified. Now, I have supplementary reservoirs capable of holding a hundred tons. Therefore I can sink to a considerable depth. When I wish to rise to the level of the sea, I only let off the water, and empty all the reservoirs if I want the Nautilus to emerge from the tenth part of her total capacity.”
I had nothing to object to these reasonings.
“I admit your calculations, Captain,” I replied; “I should be wrong to dispute them since daily experience confirms them; but I foresee a real difficulty in the way.”
“What, sir?”
“When you are about 1000 feet deep, the walls of the Nautilus bear a pressure of 100 atmospheres. If, then, just now you were to empty the supplementary reservoirs, to lighten the vessel, and to go up to the surface, the pumps must overcome the pressure of 100 atmospheres, which is 1500 pounds per square inch. From that a power——”
“That electricity alone can give,” said the Captain, hastily. “I repeat, sir, that the dynamic power of my engines is almost infinite. The pumps of the Nautilus have an enormous power, as you must have observed when their jets of water burst like a torrent upon the Abraham Lincoln. Besides I use subsidiary reservoirs only to attain a mean depth of 750 to 1000 fathoms, and that with a view of managing my machines. Also, when I have a mind to visit the depths of the ocean five or six miles below the surface, I make use of slower but not less infallible means.”
“What are they, Captain?”
“That involves my telling you how the Nautilus is worked.”
“I am impatient to learn.”
“To steer this boat to starboard or port, to turn—in a word, following a horizontal plan, I use an ordinary rudder fixed on the back of the stern-post, and with one wheel and some tackle to steer by. But I can also make the Nautilus rise and sink, and sink and rise, by a vertical movement by means of two inclined planes fastened to its sides, opposite the centre of flotation, planes that move in every direction, and that are worked by powerful levers from the interior. If the planes are kept parallel with the boat, it moves horizontally. If slanted, the Nautilus, according to this inclination, and under the influence of the screw, either sinks diagonally or rises diagonally as it suits me. And even if I wish to rise more quickly to the surface, I ship the screw, and the pressure of the water causes the Nautilus to rise vertically like a balloon filled with hydrogen.”
“Bravo, Captain! But how can the steersman follow the route in the middle of the waters?”
“The steersman is placed in a glazed box, that is raised about the hull of the Nautilus, and furnished with lenses.”
“Are these lenses capable of resisting such pressure?”
“Perfectly. Glass, which breaks at a blow, is, nevertheless, capable of offering considerable resistance. During some experiments of fishing by electric light in 1864 in the Northern Seas, we saw plates less than a third of an inch thick resist a pressure of sixteen atmospheres. Now, the glass that I use is not less than thirty times thicker.”
“Granted. But, after all, in order to see, the light must exceed the darkness, and in the midst of the darkness in the water, how can you see?”
“Behind the steersman’s cage is placed a powerful electric reflector, the rays from which light up the sea for half a mile in front.”
“Ah! bravo, bravo, Captain! Now I can account for this phosphorescence in the supposed narwhal that puzzled us so. I now ask you if the boarding of the Nautilus and of the Scotia, that has made such a noise, has been the result of a chance rencontre?”
“Quite accidental, sir. I was sailing only one fathom below the surface of the water, when the shock came. It had no bad result.”
“None, sir. But now, about your rencontre with the Abraham Lincoln?”
“Professor, I am sorry for one of the best vessels in the American navy; but they attacked me, and I was bound to defend myself. I contented myself, however, with putting the frigate hors de combat; she will not have any difficulty in getting repaired at the next port.”
“Ah, Commander! your Nautilus is certainly a marvellous boat.”
“Yes, Professor; and I love it as if it were part of myself. If danger threatens one of your vessels on the ocean, the first impression is the feeling of an abyss above and below. On the Nautilus men’s hearts never fail them. No defects to be afraid of, for the double shell is as firm as iron; no rigging to attend to; no sails for the wind to carry away; no boilers to burst; no fire to fear, for the vessel is made of iron, not of wood; no coal to run short, for electricity is the only mechanical agent; no collision to fear, for it alone swims in deep water; no tempest to brave, for when it dives below the water, it reaches absolute tranquillity. There, sir! that is the perfection of vessels! And if it is true that the engineer has more confidence in the vessel than the builder, and the builder than the captain himself, you understand the trust I repose in my Nautilus; for I am at once captain, builder, and engineer.”
“But how could you construct this wonderful Nautilus in secret?”
“Each separate portion, M. Aronnax, was brought from different parts of the globe. The keel was forged at Creusot, the shaft of the screw at Penn & Co.’s, London, the iron plates of the hull at Laird’s of Liverpool, the screw itself at Scott’s at Glasgow. The reservoirs were made by Cail & Co. at Paris, the engine by Krupp in Prussia, its beak in Motala’s workshop in Sweden, its mathematical instruments by Hart Brothers, of New York, etc.; and each of these people had my orders under different names.”
“But these parts had to be put together and arranged?”
“Professor, I had set up my workshops upon a desert island in the ocean. There my workmen, that is to say, the brave men that I instructed and educated, and myself have put together our Nautilus. Then when the work was finished, fire destroyed all trace of our proceedings on this island, that I could have jumped over if I had liked.”
“Then the cost of this vessel is great?”
“M. Aronnax, an iron vessel costs £45 per ton. Now the Nautilus weighed 1500. It came therefore to £67,500, and £80,000 more for fitting it up, and about £200,000 with the works of art and the collections it contains.”
“One last question, Captain Nemo.”
“Ask it, Professor.”
“You are rich?”
“Immensely rich, sir; and I could, without missing it, pay the national debt of France.”
I stared at the singular person who spoke thus. Was he playing upon my credulity? The future would decide that.
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I love all you little gay people in my phone <3
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You guys, I wanna know what yall think
What is the gayest band/orchestra instrument?
and yes, I'm making a poll
here it is:
tagging some peeps to get responses (lemme know if you don't wanna be tagged): @battleofbunkerhill @bread-pat @imgaybut @eat-th3-rich @be-sapphic-do-crime @thereallvrb0y @cooperblr @felixettos @quails-and-whales @mothmans-sexy-lamp
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Hello potion seller.
hello!!
what potion would you like today?
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Shout out to people with brown eyes
their eyes are gorgeous
especially when the sun hits them just right
friggin beautiful and you can't tell me otherwise
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4. name? why?
- I don't. Bale yung first name ko is 2 words naman, mas gusto ko yung una. And may reason why yun yung ginagamit ko pag nagpapakilala (either first or second word) para madali ko siyang maidentify once na tinawag ako out of nowhere. Alam ko kung saan kami nagkakilala or saan siyang era sa life ko nagexist. So, the guessing game of "sino yun" will lower the ratio of the choices. Haha nudaw
41. Top 10 fav. songs??
- Hmm remix kasi yung buhay ko. Once na nagustuhan ko yung beat and lyrics I go for it pero sa ngayon.
1. Sa hindi pag-alala (go to go song kapag gusto ko umiyak)
69. do i play instrument?
- nope, titi lang ata nilalaro ko joke
72. sb or dd?
- dd yun lang meron ako eh char. pero if coffee ill prefer sb and sa pastries dd, ang sarap mapacreme filled char and fav. ko is boston creme.
80. pet peeve?
- dog charot HSSKSKSKA kapag dds and apolo10 ka lalong lalo na kapag apolitical
96. day or night?
-night, di ako morning person hskskskssks ayokong nakikita yung araw inaantok ako tska maraming nagagawa sa night
97. dark, milk or white chocolate?
- yes, mami i love white chocolate pero mas more on bisquit person lang ako like kitkat ganorn.
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Top 100 For My Spotify Wrapped 2022
1. King by Florence and the Machine 
2. Material Girl (instrumental cover for Bridgerton Season 2 sound track)
3. Dancing on My Own (Bridgerton S2 Soundtrack)
4. A Sign of the Times (Bridgerton S2 Soundtrack) 
5. Diamonds (Bridgerton S2 Soundtrack)
6. You Oughta Know (Bridgerton S2 Soundtrack) 
7. The Story of a Girl by Nine Days 
8. Wrecking Ball (Bridgerton S2 Soundtrack) 
9. Yours to Hold by Skillet
10. What about Us (Bridgerton S2 Soundtrack)
11. Wherever You will Go by The Calling
12. Sweet Child O’ Mine covered by Milk Inc. 
13. Au couer de moi by Amir
14. How You Remind Me covered by Violet Orlandi 
15. Satellites (US mix) by September 
16. You and Me by Lifehouse
17. Run (club edit) by Milk Inc. 
18. Hunger by Florence and the Machine 
19. Daisies by Katy Perry 
20. Angel by Shaggy and Rayvon
21. Here (in your arms) by Hellogoodbye
22. You're Beautiful by James Blunt 
23. Photograph by Nickleback
24. Love by Lana Del Rey 
25. Walking in Memphis covered by Cher 
26. Yellow by Coldplay 
27. Sorrow by Flyleaf 
28. How Deep is Your Love (Bridgerton S2 Soundtrack)
29. Queen of Swords by Idina Menzel 
30. Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
31. Almost There by Anika Noni Rose (Tiana's solo song in Princess and the Frog)
32. Mary Jane by Alanis Morrissette 
33. Malibu by Miley Cyrus
34. Stereo Love by Edward Maya and Vika Jugilia 
35. Wonderwall by Oasis 
36. Sweet Nothing by Florence and the Machine ft. Calvin Harris 
37. Don't Call Me Angel by Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus and Lana Del Rey 
38. Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift 
39. Ils Temps ma' taime by Amir
40. Do it like a Dude by Jessie J 
41. All You Wanted by Michelle Branch
42. Dans le vie by Sara'h 
43. Sick of Myself by Matthew Sweet
44. The Middle by Jimmy Eat World 
45. Scars by Papa Roach
46. I Miss You by blink-182
47. The Loving Kind by Girls Aloud
48. Nineteen Stars by Meg & Dia 
49. Crystal Ball by P!nk 
50. Little Bird by Annie Lennox
51. When the Day met the Night by Panic! At the Disco
52. Roses by Meg & Dia 
53. Everywhere by Michelle Branch 
54. Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavinge 
55. Lotus (instrumental) by Steven Horner
56. No One but You by Erutan
57. I wanna dance with somebody who loves me covered by Fall Out Boy
58. Shut up and Dance by Walk the Moon
59. Dear Maria, Count Me in by All Time Low
60. My World by Avril Lavinge 
61. Missing by Flyleaf 
62. Someone like You by The Summer Set
63. The Boulevard of Broken Dreams (instrumental) covered by Duomo
64. Geronimo by Sheppard
65. Punks Don't Dance by Crystalene 
66. I don't Care by Milk Inc. Ft. Silby
67. The Ballad of Mona Lisa by Panic! At the Disco 
68. Holding out for a Hero by Bonnie Tyler
69. Closer by Tegan and Sarah 
70. Sk8er Boi covered by Cascada 
71. Cheerleader by OMI
72. Once in a Lifetime by All Time Low 
73. Bitch by Meredith Brooks 
74. The Diary of Jane covered by Violet Orlandi 
75. Check Yes, Juliet by We the Kings
76. Collide by Howie Day
77. Alcohol and Bandages by JaimsonParker
78. She had the World by Panic! at the Disco
79. Fall to Pieces by Avril Lavinge 
80. Set Apart this Dream by Flyleaf 
81. Rose Colored Boy by Paramore
82. Never Really Over by Katy Perry 
83. Alone Together by Fall Out Boy 
84. Girl Next Door by Saving Jane 
85. Shake it Out by Florence and the Machine 
86. Sorry Not Sorry by Demi Lovato 
87. Cry for you by September 
88. Gomenasi by t.A.T.u.
89. Sugar, We're Going Down by Fall Out Boy 
90. Suddenly by superchick
91. Still into You by Paramore 
92. I want it That Way by The Backstreet Boys
93. I really like You by Carly Rae Jepsen
94. Born this Way by Lady Gaga 
95. Everybody's Fool by Evanescence 
96. Autumn Leaves by Daniel Kajmakoski (Macedonia Eurovision 2015)
97. Girls Chase Boys by Ingrid Michaelson 
98. Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley 
99. True Colors by Cyndi Lauper 
100. All the Things She Said by t.A.T.u.
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Name: Karol/Kari
Sign: Aquarius
Height: 5'2
Time: 8:36 a.m. ☕
Birthday: January 27th
Favorite bands/artists: Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Mitski, Hozier, Joe Hisaishi, George Harrison, Soda Stereo... and many more <3
Last Movie: I finally started watching Possession (1981) 😵
Last Show: Ozark
When I created this blog: In February of this year :))
What I post: Man this blog is a MESS lol but my most used tags are art, studio ghibli, sailor moon, cats, tokyo revengers, nana, monster... so yeah anime haha but I also post about music, movies, literature, so there's no consistent theme here hehe.
Last thing I googled: pitufos bebida, (smurfs drink)
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Do I get asks: Yes, I love answering them! :))
Following: 365 blogs 🙈
Following: Lots of lovely people 💖
Average hours of sleep: I usually sleep 8-10 hours but lately my schedule has been all over the place so I'm getting 4-6 hours of sleep. 😭
Instruments: None ಥ_ಥ but I'd love to play the piano and guitar.
What I'm wearing: My pjs 😌
Dream job: Maybe actress, owning a bookstore or translating books <3
Dream trip: Mmmm there's soo many! Ireland, South Korea, Japan, Australia.
Nationality: Mexican ✨
Favorite songs: Merry Go Round of Life - Joe Hisaishi, Come As You Are - Nirvana, Black - Pearl Jam, I Bet On Losing Dogs - Mitski, I Know It's Over - The Smiths, Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles, Cherry Wine - Hozier, Persiana Americana - Soda Stereo, Rose - Anna Tsuchiya, Dreams - Fleetwood Mac and many more <3
Last book I read: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, I'm still reading The Secret History by Donna Tartt.
3 fictional universes: Studio Ghibli's Howl's Moving Castle or Spirited Away, Middle Earth and the Silver Millennium. ✨
tagging: i don't think i can tag 20 people xD but i'd like to tag: @gennabi, @n3ndo, @grunge-flavored-flowers & @reignoerme only if you want to ofc 💗
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thank you for the tag @grunge-flavored-flowers !! 💗💗💗 tag some people you want to know better
favorite time of year?
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comfort food?
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bookmarks & stuffed animals.
favorite drink?
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current favorite songs:
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favorite song of all time:
oofff so hard to choose!! but i'll go with come as you are by nirvana. :)
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"PROMISE ME. NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, YOU MUST RETURN TO ME."
"I PROMISE."
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Dude my fixation on Bible's hands in this ep is making me wanna cry a bit? Like they're so pretty? I've never seen prettier hands on a hand in my life? Like some have come close but Bible's???
Sir?? WHAT MOISTURIZER DO YOU USE? WHY ARE YOUR HANDS SO GODDAMN PRETTY???
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Kinn: okay take care ❤️
Porsche: 🤭😚
Meanwhile, a guy is getting beaten up behind Porsche.
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Listen
Pete let Vegas eat that ass.
So Vegas gon make sure Pete eat
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So you mean to tell me that "Our Song" has been playing this entire time as the main theme, just instrumental, since EPISODE ONE and Pran wrote it for Pat to express the love they have for each other???
You mean to tell me that instrumental song that I bopped to every single fucking Friday has been their love song????
AND YOU EXPECT ME NOT TO START SOBBING!?
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CHAPTER XI ALL BY ELECTRICITY
“Sir,” said Captain Nemo, showing me the instruments hanging on the walls of his room, “here are the contrivances required for the navigation of the Nautilus. Here, as in the drawing-room, I have them always under my eyes, and they indicate my position and exact direction in the middle of the ocean. Some are known to you, such as the thermometer, which gives the internal temperature of the Nautilus; the barometer, which indicates the weight of the air and foretells the changes of the weather; the hygrometer, which marks the dryness of the atmosphere; the storm-glass, the contents of which, by decomposing, announce the approach of tempests; the compass, which guides my course; the sextant, which shows the latitude by the altitude of the sun; chronometers, by which I calculate the longitude; and glasses for day and night, which I use to examine the points of the horizon, when the Nautilus rises to the surface of the waves.”
“These are the usual nautical instruments,” I replied, “and I know the use of them. But these others, no doubt, answer to the particular requirements of the Nautilus. This dial with the movable needle is a manometer, is it not?”
“It is actually a manometer. But by communication with the water, whose external pressure it indicates, it gives our depth at the same time.”
“And these other instruments, the use of which I cannot guess?”
“Here, Professor, I ought to give you some explanations. Will you be kind enough to listen to me?”
He was silent for a few moments, then he said—
“There is a powerful agent, obedient, rapid, easy, which conforms to every use, and reigns supreme on board my vessel. Everything is done by means of it. It lights it, warms it, and is the soul of my mechanical apparatus. This agent is electricity.”
“Electricity?” I cried in surprise.
“Yes, sir.”
“Nevertheless, Captain, you possess an extreme rapidity of movement, which does not agree with the power of electricity. Until now, its dynamic force has remained under restraint, and has only been able to produce a small amount of power.”
“Professor,” said Captain Nemo, “my electricity is not everybody’s. You know what sea-water is composed of. In a thousand grammes are found 96½ per cent. of water, and about 2-2/3 per cent. of chloride of sodium; then, in a smaller quantity, chlorides of magnesium and of potassium, bromide of magnesium, sulphate of magnesia, sulphate and carbonate of lime. You see, then, that chloride of sodium forms a large part of it. So it is this sodium that I extract from sea-water, and of which I compose my ingredients. I owe all to the ocean; it produces electricity, and electricity gives heat, light, motion, and, in a word, life to the Nautilus.”
“But not the air you breathe?”
“Oh! I could manufacture the air necessary for my consumption, but it is useless, because I go up to the surface of the water when I please. However, if electricity does not furnish me with air to breathe, it works at least the powerful pumps that are stored in spacious reservoirs, and which enable me to prolong at need, and as long as I will, my stay in the depths of the sea. It gives a uniform and unintermittent light, which the sun does not. Now look at this clock; it is electrical, and goes with a regularity that defies the best chronometers. I have divided it into twenty-four hours, like the Italian clocks, because for me there is neither night nor day, sun nor moon, but only that factitious light that I take with me to the bottom of the sea. Look! just now, it is ten o’clock in the morning.”
“Exactly.”
“Another application of electricity. This dial hanging in front of us indicates the speed of the Nautilus. An electric thread puts it in communication with the screw, and the needle indicates the real speed. Look! now we are spinning along with a uniform speed of fifteen miles an hour.”
“It is marvelous! And I see, Captain, you were right to make use of this agent that takes the place of wind, water, and steam.”
“We have not finished, M. Aronnax,” said Captain Nemo, rising. “If you will follow me, we will examine the stern of the Nautilus.”
Really, I knew already the anterior part of this submarine boat, of which this is the exact division, starting from the ship’s head:—the dining-room, five yards long, separated from the library by a water-tight partition; the library, five yards long; the large drawing-room, ten yards long, separated from the Captain’s room by a second water-tight partition; the said room, five yards in length; mine, two and a half yards; and, lastly a reservoir of air, seven and a half yards, that extended to the bows. Total length thirty five yards, or one hundred and five feet. The partitions had doors that were shut hermetically by means of india-rubber instruments, and they ensured the safety of the Nautilus in case of a leak.
I followed Captain Nemo through the waist, and arrived at the centre of the boat. There was a sort of well that opened between two partitions. An iron ladder, fastened with an iron hook to the partition, led to the upper end. I asked the Captain what the ladder was used for.
“It leads to the small boat,” he said.
“What! have you a boat?” I exclaimed, in surprise.
“Of course; an excellent vessel, light and insubmersible, that serves either as a fishing or as a pleasure boat.”
“But then, when you wish to embark, you are obliged to come to the surface of the water?”
“Not at all. This boat is attached to the upper part of the hull of the Nautilus, and occupies a cavity made for it. It is decked, quite water-tight, and held together by solid bolts. This ladder leads to a man-hole made in the hull of the Nautilus, that corresponds with a similar hole made in the side of the boat. By this double opening I get into the small vessel. They shut the one belonging to the Nautilus; I shut the other by means of screw pressure. I undo the bolts, and the little boat goes up to the surface of the sea with prodigious rapidity. I then open the panel of the bridge, carefully shut till then; I mast it, hoist my sail, take my oars, and I’m off.”
“But how do you get back on board?”
“I do not come back, M. Aronnax; the Nautilus comes to me.”
“By your orders?”
“By my orders. An electric thread connects us. I telegraph to it, and that is enough.”
“Really,” I said, astonished at these marvels, “nothing can be more simple.”
After having passed by the cage of the staircase that led to the platform, I saw a cabin six feet long, in which Conseil and Ned Land, enchanted with their repast, were devouring it with avidity. Then a door opened into a kitchen nine feet long, situated between the large storerooms. There electricity, better than gas itself, did all the cooking. The streams under the furnaces gave out to the sponges of platina a heat which was regularly kept up and distributed. They also heated a distilling apparatus, which, by evaporation, furnished excellent drinkable water. Near this kitchen was a bathroom comfortably furnished, with hot and cold water taps.
Next to the kitchen was the berthroom of the vessel, sixteen feet long. But the door was shut, and I could not see the management of it, which might have given me an idea of the number of men employed on board the Nautilus.
At the bottom was a fourth partition that separated this office from the engine-room. A door opened, and I found myself in the compartment where Captain Nemo—certainly an engineer of a very high order—had arranged his locomotive machinery. This engine-room, clearly lighted, did not measure less than sixty-five feet in length. It was divided into two parts; the first contained the materials for producing electricity, and the second the machinery that connected it with the screw. I examined it with great interest, in order to understand the machinery of the Nautilus.
“You see,” said the Captain, “I use Bunsen’s contrivances, not Ruhmkorff’s. Those would not have been powerful enough. Bunsen’s are fewer in number, but strong and large, which experience proves to be the best. The electricity produced passes forward, where it works, by electro-magnets of great size, on a system of levers and cog-wheels that transmit the movement to the axle of the screw. This one, the diameter of which is nineteen feet, and the thread twenty-three feet, performs about a hundred and twenty revolutions in a second.”
“And you get then?”
“A speed of fifty miles an hour.”
“I have seen the Nautilus manœuvre before the Abraham Lincoln, and I have my own ideas as to its speed. But this is not enough. We must see where we go. We must be able to direct it to the right, to the left, above, below. How do you get to the great depths, where you find an increasing resistance, which is rated by hundreds of atmospheres? How do you return to the surface of the ocean? And how do you maintain yourselves in the requisite medium? Am I asking too much?”
“Not at all, Professor,” replied the Captain, with some hesitation; “since you may never leave this submarine boat. Come into the saloon, it is our usual study, and there you will learn all you want to know about the Nautilus.”
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