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BIRTHDAY!!!

I turn 17 this year!!

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alright lads, it’s june 11th, 2018. you’re gonna hear about net neutrality all day today so here i am on the bandwagon too

chiefly I want to tell you about an app called Stance (iOS, Android). if you’re anything like me, you hate phones and you hate politics and you super hate it when you have to do anything that involves both of those things together. Things that are actually important, like calling your rep to make sure they don’t revoke net neutrality! Stance bridges that gap because it lets you record your message and will then send it for you, so you don’t have to actually talk to anyone. As a person with Real Bad anxiety, this has been the only thing motivating me to actually do my civic duty

There’s no scripts in the app, but I used this one, from 5calls.org, which will let you input your zip code and tell you who your rep is:

Hi, my name is [NAME] and I’m a constituent from [YOUR CITY].

I’m calling to express my strong support for the Senate-passed S.J. Res 52, the Congressional Review Act resolution to overturn the FCC’s roll back of net neutrality protections. I ask that Rep. [YOUR HOUSE REP] immediately work to pass this resolution in the House by signing the discharge petition introduced by Rep. Mike Doyle.

Thank you for your time and attention.

download it, contact your rep, save the web. maybe reblog this?

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IMPORTANT! The EU is About to Destroy The Internet #DeleteArt13

Sources: http://ow.ly/HsGP10168R5

Sign the Petition: https://saveyourinternet.eu/

EDRI Article: http://ow.ly/VEpH101689Z Techdirt article: http://ow.ly/gs9b101689X

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"Ah shit, well I expected that. Whoever gave me that dare fuck you"

[might as well try it here] Dante due to his dare walked up and kissed Liz in the lips

He didn’t even get close as Liz covered her mouth and punched Dante right in the face with an angry look. “Dunno who ya think you are or what kinda cowgirl I am but next time ya try this a broken nose is gonna be the least of your worry,” she semi growled before walking away.

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https://www.battleforthenet.com/ No money or time needed. Please share this, it could save our lives.

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In a harmless burst of flames, things that Dante had been wanting appeared in front of him. "Surprise ~ V"

Dante-thanks man, I was needing some new equipment, thanks

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NET NEUTRALITY ISN’T DEAD, CRA IS GOING TO HAPPEN!

CALL YOUR SENATORS! MAKE THIS HAPPEN! SAVE NET NEUTRALITY!

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Send me forbidden thoughts your muse has about mine.

Requested by anonymous 

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We Have Three Days to save Net Neutrality

Yeah, three days. There was misinformation going around that Net Neutrality ended on April 23, which was not the case. Please, go on the website and call or text battleforthenet.com

We can still save net neutrality, please don’t give up hope, it’s not over! We can and we will get that last vote for net neutrality that we need. I know we can! Please, go to battleforthenet.com and follow the instructions to call or text representatives to urge them to vote for net neutrality. Say it’s important, say you won’t re-elect them if they don’t vote for net neutrality to stay as it is. Say you won’t re-elect them because they agreed with the FCC’s illegal vote that happened last year. Please, if we can all come together to do this, we can save net neutrality. Don’t give up hope, we’ve made a change, and they’re listening. If we stop, they think we don’t care, that we never did. They’ll think everyone didn’t want Net Neutrality. I urge you to make them think otherwise. Let them know we are still fighting for net neutrality, and we’ll never stop fighting for it, please.

Go to: battleforthenet.com and follow the instructions they have (or what I’ve listed here) and save net neutrality. Thank you.

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Before net neutrality dies, I’d like to make one last post regarding Ajit Pai

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Platonic Touch

Sometimes, characters want contact that has nothing to do with sex or violence. Send one of these for your character to reach out to mine.

Shoulder Clasp

Across the Shoulder hug

Hair Ruffle

Gentle headlock

Full body lean

Feet in lap

Head in lap

Hair petting

Ambush hug

Not so ambush hug

Pulling mine into their lap

Cheek kiss

Forehead kiss

Brushing hair out of mine’s face

Fixing shirt collar

Fixing shirt cuffs

Fixing a clothing tag

Tying shoes

Taking off shoes

Carrying while half asleep

Hand holding

Leaning their head on mine’s shoulder tiredly

Absently tracing patterns on the nearest exposed skin

Pushing glasses into place

Offering their drink

Offering their snack

Kissing the back of mine’s hand

Looping their arm around mine’s waist and leaning against mine’s back

Crawling into bed with

Using shoulder as a pillow

Pulling mine’s arm around their shoulder

Hair brushing

Brushing lint off of

Giving a foot massage

Giving a back massage

Giving a scalp massage

Rubbing circles on mine’s back

Sharing a secret smile

Booping the nose

Touching noses together

Resting foreheads together

Resting cheeks together

Sharing a blanket

Taking over mine’s seat while they’re in it

Poking with fingers/toes

Painting mine’s nails

Putting jewelry on mine

Doing mine’s hair

Pinkie promise

High five

Fist bump

Secret handshake

Hipcheck

Pulling mine into a dance

Initiate a tickle fight

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Liz, Ari, Niko

Dante-uhh I guess I'll marry LizI'll bed Ari, please don't kill me AvaAnd I'll behead Niko,sorry man@ask-nk-cowgirl@askthenkasiblings

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Send “You have pretty eyes” for my muses reaction.

©magnoliamemes

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Wed, Bed, Behead.

Send my muse three names. You know the rest.

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Behind the music

     Listen, I don’t know who the heck is gonna read this but, I need to get this stuff off of my chest sooner or later.  So I guess I should start with this.  Back when me and my family, were still in Louisiana, we...didn’t have a lot to-buy, well anything really.  Just barely scraping by from day to day.  Pffft I remember a story where me and-nah enough of that.  That's, a whole other rabbit hole, let's get back to business since we barely had any money whatsoever, we were basically just faceless nobodies.  Just your run of the mill poor black family.

Around about when I was six?  Yeah six, there were rumors goin around about uh, government tests and kidnapping of just random unfortunate bastards, who were never seen from again, if they were even seen at all, but aside from that, something bad was happening and somewhere deep in my parents souls, they felt something was off on that day, something put them on edge like they felt the storm before it hit.

So they warned me not to wander off too far from them but me being a kid I didn’t listen and snuck off somewhere to meet- an old friend.  He stops mid-sentence as he gains a wistful look in his eyes remembering said person clearly but the look on his face was one of happiness and sorrow.  Now me and my friend were pretty adventurous I’d say we pretty much did everything together, she was a great friend.  emphasize on was, I still remember those words in my head.  The person who I knew of having no fear and always sticking to her guns told me clear as day, to run.  This frightened me to my core, as I was almost a statue, but with a jerk I began to sprint as much as my legs could carry, but it was no use as I felt a pain in my head with a loud bang echoing throughout the air, as before I fell unconscious all I could see was red.

I awoke to the smell of rot and sanitation, two of the worst combinations as they burned my nose and chocked my lungs, as just by that smell alone it made me want to- well you get the point, it sucked.  Now after what?  A day two days a week?  It’s hard to tell everything looked the same, but I was dragged by the two government officials and they strapped me to a wall, stretching out all of my limbs until they nearly tore em off, only stopping when my eyes began to cry as they said.

“Alright that's good enough, we don’t need to break the brat already, we still have test”  After a while the man in a lab coat began to talk to b=me about the strangest things, what cells are made of, atoms, and a whole lot of scientific terms I didn’t know, but after this they showed me my parents and I cried out to them until my throat was sore and my voice was now nothing but a whisper.  The scientist asked me if I still wanted to see my parents drawing breath, I didn’t answer.  He asked me if I heard him, I didn’t answer.   He asked me more and more but still, I gave no answers.  That was my mistake as my dad was struck across the face with a rifle breaking his nose and I think some of his teeth as his face was bloody as he was shuddering from the pain gasping for air as he was kicked in the stomach then ribs and when he was about to be kicked in the head the scientist asked me a question again.

“Will you comply with us or do we have to your father?  So what do you say, Dante?”

“I-I’ll do whatever you say just don’t hurt my dad anymore!”  I gasped trying to speak from my wounded throat as the scientist gave me a bone-chilling grin something that has still scared in my brain that I’m sure I shall never forget, ever.  And so began week after week of painful, hellish, and torturous tests I was put through as every cell of my body cried in pain from them, only given rest when my body can not take any more.  This went on for a few months until the  “big day” happened.  My final procedure.  They strapped me to the same wall I started on and injected me with God knows what as I felt it tear through my cells, and even atoms, changing me bit by bit as I felt my body burn with the pain until finally, I couldn’t take anymore as I passed out with the loudest scream I have ever done in my life

Three days passed and I found out I had powers, I had the power to teleport and create portals to anywhere I had in my mind.  This fascinated them as everyone before me only burned to cinders on the ground, but not me.  So began yet another wave or tests or there would have been if not for-well some things are best left unopened.  But when we left that hell hole, it was only me, my father and my little sister, as I walked away, with my hands stained with blood forever.  The pages of the journal were covered in tear marks as the words near the stop where scratched out harshly, leaving nothing to see but what came after

I only hope Isabella never remembers what happened to us, but I should continue.  During the waning days of our freedom, we moved farther away from where they found us leaving our home and all our past belonging behind.  Moving to south park, a place that is filled with the most unnatural events in human imagination.  After we managed to move in, I closed myself off from everything, as all of those events kept playing over and over again.  My dad wanted to do the same but he had to be a father for the both of us.  God bless him if not for him I would not be anywhere near how I am now.  If you want to know why I am so in love with music, its because it saved me, filling my mind with hope and happiness for things to change.  As after one day of playing an old record he found he blasted jazz everywhere, and I remember it vividly it was Louis Armstrong’s what a wonderful world and after that I felt better if only for a little and day after day was a new piece of music and each time one came I felt happy and even to the point where after a year of seclusion I came out of my room.

Heh, my dad had so many tears in his eyes you could fill the entire Mississippi River from how happy he was.  Day after day I kept coming out more and more until I learned how to play music and the rest was history.  Music to me is more than just a fun thing to do, it’s a powerful thing that saved my life.  And that's the reason why I learned so much so that if someone needs it I can always be there to bring them out of the darkness, one note at a time. @askthenkasiblings @askthenkainventor @askelijahandeli @asknklance @its-aleksei @ask-the-purple-bicth-julian

@ask-newkidflorence, @ask-that-kid-kerri, @ask-nk-cowgirl, @ask-the-new-girl

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Truth or dare?  A love is shared

     It was on a Friday night where the NKA got together and for once instead of getting into some craziness, they actually did an actual normal thing, truth or dare.  And everyone had to participate as Niko appointed himself as referee due to him seeing the lies of people.  And after many minutes of torturous dares and truths, it was finally Dante’s turn to get into the hot seat as he was given the choice between truth and dare.  After bearing witness to the craziness of everyone's dares, he decided to instead go for a truth, which was his worst mistake.

“Yeah, I don’t feel like nearly dying so truth”

Niko-alright then tell us all who you are in love with.  The angel of time said these words so nonchalantley that it nearly made the musician do a double take at his tone.  But eventually that feeling of shock faded into one of worry and regret as he could feel the silver eyes of the angel peering into his soul looking for lies.  Knowing lying would be useless, he relented and looked towards Liz rather confessing his feeling with his own mouth he drew a breath to speak

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Love of a musician

Now, for as long as I've breathed air through my lungs, I ain't ever had a crush. Heh I was too interested in my craft. But never would I ever have expected to fall for a cowgirl.  Pfft if the guys back home heard this there'd be no end to em. But if they did let em talk.  I actually found someone I actually like more than music.

 While Dante was in his room his mind was swirling with thoughts, and many of them were preoccupied by one girl, Liz or as he called her, sheriff. His mind continued to think on her until getting fed up with it and not accepting he had a crush he shook his head to knock the thoughts out. 

So, he did what was natural to him, music. He played up to half an hour as he lost himself in thoughts more and more. Even to the point where his dad came up to his room since it's rare to hear him playing country. 

"Didn't expect to hear this my boy, Heheh it's a rarity to hear you playing country. Nice change". He watched his son as he saw a love-struck look on his face as he was playing the guitar.  Which he quickly removed from his face as he heard his dads words. 

"Oh, yeah just thought of switchin things up for once pops".  His father knowing that the music he plays represents his thoughts he sat next to his son and wanted to know what he was hiding. 

"That all huh?  Well-to your old man I'd say you~got a crush."  He teased 

 "What?!  Nah, I don't have a crush on Liz. You know me by now pops. My only love is music"

"Uhuh, I thought so. Heheh someone finally got that heart of yours huh?  Ain't she that sheriff you were talkin about a while back?" Dante sunk in his seat still trying to find a way to refuse his Dad's claims but he had to face the facts himself, he indeed was in Love with Elizabeth.  So he relented and affirmed his teases.

"Yep, that cowgirl roped me in, heheh never would have thought that would happen.  But I gotta say if there was anyone to do it I'm glad it was her. She is one of the most amazin people I've seen."  After saying that he went on minute after minute describing why he was in love with her, as his dad would have said he was describing her like heaven itself, which to him she probably was.  After listening to his son ramble on his father had a hearty laugh as he got memories as well from his relationship with his late wife as he thought close to the same thing.  

"Hahaha, yep I get ya, I was the same way with your mother!  Oh my lord help me during those years!  Heheh, so when are you gonna tell her these feelings?

"After all that complementing you still not gonna say anything?" 

"Nope!" 

"Oh my boy, never hold this in ever. I mean it. Don't make my mistakes. Especially with love" 

"Nah, it's just a crush pops it'll pass" 

"Says the boy who just described her like she was heaven itself, especially to a girl he's met recently!  That ain't no little crush, that’s love right there son. Now I ain't gonna force ya to tell her your feelings, but at least think about it. 

“Huff, alright pops, now get outta my studio!”  he chuckled to lighten the mood

“Who’s studio?!  I'm paying for it and Imma enter and leave as I please!  I don't know what you talking about I pay for this". His voice faded as he kept talking down the stairs as he did this intentionally causing his son to chuckle. 

"Hahaha, maybe at some point pops." He muttered before returning to his music