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thaidakar-is-hot · 13 days ago

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Kelsier Essay Part 5

Towards this part of the essay I was running out of steam. Some spelling errors and less professional language.

Hoid in the Well: Secret History

When it comes to this scene, I won’t argue that Kelsier was being extra here. The man has been cooped up in a 5x5 spot for a long time, with no answers and seriously questioning his logic at becoming what he’s become. His only companion is an insane, unraveling god who barely speaks most times he “visits.” So when an actual man comes by, floating on what looks to be a corpse, Kelsier is immediately on edge.

All quotes are taken from pages 228 – 233, of Part 2, Chapter 1, of Secret History.

“ “Who are you?” Kelsier asked, stepping to the edge of his prison, eyes narrowed. “A spirit?” “Alas,” the man said, “death has never really suited me. Bad for the complexion, you see.” He studied Kelsier, lips raised in a knowing smile. Kelsier hated him immediately.” “

Seen from Kelsier’s perspective, this is a man that knows things and is holding back. This is a schemeing, conniving man, that is similar to the nobles he’s dealt with all his life. It doesn’t help that Hoid and Kelsier have similar personalities. Note Hoid’s words, “bad for the complexion.” A similar line is used by Kelsier at the very beginning of TFE.

“Fieldwork hasn’t ever really suited me.” Kelsier said. “It’s far too hard on my delicate skin.” (Prologue, page 6, TFE).

“Got stuck there, did you?” the man said. “In Ati’s prison…” He clicked his tongue. “Fitting recompense, for what you did. Poetic, even.” “What I did?” “Destroying the Pits, O Scarred one. That was the only perpendicularity on this planet with any reasonable ease of access.” Kelsier has no idea what a perpendicularity is. Yes, he destroyed it. Did he know what he was doing on a grand scale? No. He was, to his knowledge, destroying the Empire’s main economic driver. Hoid treats him like a criminal when Kelsier was fighting against an unjust Empire, one that Hoid is very familiar with, having been to Scadrial before. Calling him names doesn’t help.

“Who are you?” Kelsier said. “I?” The man said. “I am a driver. A miscreant. The flame’s last breath, made of smoke at it’s passing.” “That’s…needlessly obtuse.” Well said, Kelsier. Hoid plays games, this we know from dealing with him in Stormlight. However, with Kaladin and Shallan he gives half answers, or none at all, in a playful, non-demeaning way. Here he’s laden with vitriol and spite, for no good reason. It gets worse.

“And you claim to not be dead?” “If I were, would I need this?” the Driver said, knocking his oar against the front of his small loglike vessel. [Kelsier notices Spanky for the first time, not knowing what a cognitive shadow just is yet.] “A corpse,” he whispered. “Oh Spanky here is just a spirit. It’s damnably difficult to get about in this subastral—anyone physical risks slipping through these mists and falling, perhaps forever. So many thoughts pool together here, becoming what you see around, and you need something finer to travel over it all.” “That’s horrible.” “Says the man who built a revolution on the backs of the dead. At least I only need one corpse.” Hoid is being ridiculous here. Yes, Spanky is a cognitive shadow, but as I’ve stated, Kelsier has no idea what that is. To his knowledge, this man is riding a corpse around. Hoid is also forgetting that the people Kelsier murdered were far less than innocent; Kelsier can make distinctions here. A rapist and murderer who regularly abuses his peasants is different from a corpse used to wade down a lake of thoughts.

Kelsier folded his arms. This man was wary—thought he spoke lightheartedly, he watched Kelsier with care, and held back as if contemplating a method of attack.

Note the diction here; Kelsier is reading Hoid’s body language as he should; Hoid is planning to use the well to gain purchase in the spiritual realm and take that bead of Lerasium. He isn’t planning anything wrong per se, but Kelsier has no way of knowing that. All Kelsier sees is a man preparing to attack.

“He wants something, Kelsier guessed. Something that I have, maybe? No, he seemed legitimately surprised that Kelsier was there. He had come here, intending to visit the Well. Perhaps he wanted to enter it, access the power? Or did he, perhaps, just want to have a look at the thing Beyond?”

Wrong guesses, but good ones all the same for an ignorant man. Hoid does want something. So far, Kelsier’s waryness is completely justified. He tries to be polite, asking a simple question. “Well, you’re obviously resourceful,” Kelsier said. “Perhaps you can help me with my predicament.” “Alas,” The Driver said. “Your case is hopeless.” Kelsier felt his heart sink. “Yes, nothing to be done,” the Driver continued. “You are, indeed, stuck with that face. By manifesting those same features on this side, you show that even your soul is resigned to you always looking like one ugly sonofa—" “Bastard!” Kelsier cut in. “You had me for a second.”

Instead of even offering Kelsier a crumb of help, he instead insults him, for…very little reason. Hoid rarely kicks people when they’re down; he instead punches up. We notice this with the Rosharan nobility. He doesn’t insult the peasant waitstaff. Why is he insulting Kelsier? There is no reason to do so; he’s just being an ass to be an ass. Kelsier hasn’t even mouthed off yet.

So far Hoid has treated him like an inferior, insulted him and been “needlessly” obtuse, all while showing suspicious body language. Is it any wonder Kelsier is on edge and ready to defend the Well? He knows it’s for Vin; he means to protect it until she can have it.

The two go back and forth for some time, speaking of Kelsier’s bastard nature, skaa versus nobility, and Hoid applying some (I believe it to be dor, but I’m not sure) glowing stuff to his oar. (in an effort to prevent it from de-manifesting). As they speak, Hoid edges closer to the well. Kelsier has been watching him this entire time.

He begins to ask a question again, despite Hoid’s rudeness. “Is there a way to escape this prison?” Kelsier asked. “How about this?” the Drifter said. “We’ll have an insult battle. Winner gets to ask one question, and the other has to answer truthfull. I’ll start. What’s wet, ugly, and has scars on it’s arms?” Another insult to an innocent question, and now Kelsier is very on edge. He’s obviously deflecting. So Kelsier decides to be as extra as possible in an effort to scare him away. Now, a cognitive shadow would, realistically, be as scary as an earthworm to Hoid if it’s not on Threnody, but Kelsier doesn’t know this. Which is why he brings out his “I’m-going-to-murder-you” routine that goes into lurid detail and leaves Hoid speechless. Kelsier even throws in a shrug.

Hoid then dives for the well, and Kelsier grabs him, determined to disable him, kill him, or just prevent him from doing whatever he wants to do in the well. Which leads to their fight, where Kelsier does zero damage to Hoid and Hoid proceeds to torture him incessantly as a “lesson.” He did not need to go as far as he did. If Hoid had been truthful with who he was, what he was after, and perhaps offered explanations, Kelsier would have been less inclined to act rashly. Instead, Hoid is needlessly obtuse, rude, mocking, condescending and tortures him.

It makes his words at the end of RoW amusing to me, as Hoid cheats in this fight and was the aggressor in every definition of the word. Hoid strikes first by the very fact he jumped for the Well. Kelsier was merely defending it.

“Deal with your own stupid planet, you idiot. Don’t make me come there and slap you around again.” (Chapter 115, page 1238, RoW).

Kelsier, The Ghostbloods, and the Malwish: Era 2, The Lost Metal, and SLA

It has been brought to my attention that, despite everything I outlined, I neglected to mention anything about Kelsier’s actions after the events of SH. We know very little: He had a pile of inquistor spikes that he and Spook experimented with. (Some people think he went spiking metalborn willy nilly, but these people are wrong, it doesn’t make sense, especially when metalborn were necessary to rebuild society.) We know he went and saved the entire Malwish people from extinction. I think this is a key point people forget. They were quite literally freezing to death in 60 degree (F) weather. They were forgotten by Sazed, a fan favorite whom everyone agrees is a great guy. Sazed just…didn’t care enough to help them. Kelsier created the incisors and unkeyed bronze minds and saved this entire race.

Some people say “Well, they worshipped him and he was their leader.” If someone came and miraculously used technology you didn’t understand to save you, you would feel indebted to them too. It was a natural human emotion. Kelsier ran them for several years before leaving. He created the Bands of Mourning. (This is still under debate, by the way. I cannot give you answers how he did this.), hid them away. (Possibly because they didn’t work for him and giving them to someone else was extremely dangerous.) and left. After this he founded the Ghostbloods. I have another document that outlines the Ghostbloods and their machinations throughout SLA, and proved that while the Rosharan Ghostbloods aren’t all that nice, they certainly aren’t evil as a whole. Mraize and Iyatil are definitely villainous, and the organization on Roshar does it’s own thing, loosely following Kelsier’s orders. I doubt everything they do reaches his ears: Explain to me why Mraize would brag to his boss about chasing and imprisoning a young girl, while also bargaining with malicious occupiers. All Kelsier wanted to access to the oathgates, which Mraize successfully got. There was no need to inform of how he did it. Word reaches Kelsier regardless. It doesn’t matter how hard Mraize works at keeping his actions underwraps.

On Scadrial, Kelsier is far more in control, and his agents are far more benevolent. They have a bond; Kaise even refers to him as “Kell.” which is infers a level of intimacy (Friends, not lovers, you gutterbags) that harkens back his old thieving crew days. He’s very involved in the goings on of his planet, and cares deeply.

I’m not going to

To tie this long, rambling, and somewhat insane essay up, Kelsier is not a psychopath. He fits only one of the criteria, and only somewhat fits another. Since one needs to fit three of the traits in order to be diagnosed, the man is free from ASPD. Through the essay, I have showcased his empathy, his understanding, his patience, his trust, and his love of those around him. Hell, he says as much in Secret History when wandering, his soul cracking from loneliness. He’s a flawed man; he can be arrogant, egotistical, and impulsive, but he wants what is best for his people. This is not an argument whether Kelsier is a 10/10 moral blorbo. He’s not that. He’s not Kaladin, he’s no NuDalinar, he’s not Adolin. Why do people want him to be? The man was born in a society that was kill or be killed. His mother was forcibly murdered when they found out she was Skaa. This essay is meant to showcase why he doesn’t fit the criteria for being a psychopath.

#Cosmere #Kelsier #Mistborn #Brandon Sanderson

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homosexualasstransbian · 10 months ago

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Alright so as per request, here's a post about my rimworld colony, which is currently recovering from a cold snap.

this is the current state of it, i play with a load of the Vanilla Expanded mods, i'll add the modlist in later, they're all outdated by now i'd assume since i downloaded them like, many months ago.

So to start off, i went with Ariadne Archduchess for my storyteller, basically, the higher your wealth the more she chooses to fuck with you, that is if i understood her storyteller profile right, and the difficulty setting is adventure story.

Ereal is currently, probably my strongest pawn.

Mechanitor that also has really strong psycasts and a shooting skill of 12, which is i think the highest any of the pawns have, but my memory might be very bad.

As for the psycasts, i have the vanilla expanded psycast thingy, which means i can choose them and the psycasters level up by meditating a bunch, so now Ereal has the resurrect psycast, and also a couple lightning psycasts. Luxemburg, my dear friend Luxemburg, has got regrow limbs which helped a lot, since i had a massive component shortage and couldn't make prosthetics for missing limbs, and also makes resurrect infinite, since you have to sacrifice a finger to resurrect someone, but regrow limbs y'know, regrows the limbs.

Minnie is also a psycaster, went with the Empath and Archon route, which means at some point i'll get to do mindbreaks with her <3

Sheyon and Rush were people i got from the "wanderer joins" event, and Tetraquart is a kid that was born very recently, from parents Hitomi and Roubel.

I think The Fabulous and Amira were from the cryptosleep casket in the ancient danger, Theo, Hitomi, Stomp, Vector, Reinald, Roubel, Pokeek and Penelope are all former prisoners.

Sass was a kid that i bought from a trader, i decided to recruit him instead of keep him as a slave, he's currently the 2nd best planter in the colony, after Jacaranda, which is a phytokin offshoot that eats wastepacks and can plant polux bushes. Jacaranda is also bonded with a guaranlen tree.

As for how Jacaranda joined, it was a charity quest where we had to save her from some bandits. That's pretty much it for the colonists, i think the only thing i might've omitted was that Sass and Stomp are Saurids, Sheyon is an Yttakin and Hitomi is a dirtmole.

Now to the Ideoligion of these bitches:

The narrative was just randomly generated, but i think it's decent so here ya go:

And the precepts are:

I haven't gotten any of the relics yet, but i'm planning to get around to that once i set up a genetics lab.

Speaking of genetics.

I have this funny little thing called an Archowomb, which if i do some silly genetics stuff with, i could make an archocentipede, which is, from what i've heard, really fucking strong. Can't wait to get around to that.

For animals, i've got some horses, very useful for expeditions, i have 2 megasloths tamed, and some muffalo + sheep for their wool.

Food, and plants in general: i have like 3k human meat stored, very useful for meals. I have 10x10 planting zones for carrots, green beans, corn, bell peppers, rice and potatoes, 5x5 fields for sunflowers, psychoid plants, smokeleaf plants and some healroot, plus a much bigger healroot field because i was running really low on medicine.

another 10x10 for canola flowers, it's how i keep my colony running, very good for making chemfuel, and chemshine also is quite nice.

and a bigger field for cotton, because i gotta get that cloth somehow.

and da stats for this colony are:

As for stories for this one, i think the only interesting one was that time a mechhive raid dropped right into the fucking food freezer during a components shortage and almost made the entire colony starve.

#rimworld

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voiceoffenrisulfr · 23 hours ago

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When the Wolf Howls - Chapter Three

"To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering."

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 -> James "Bucky" Barnes/Original Nonbinary Character(s). Secondary Pairings; James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 -> Steps are taken, and Asgard does what it does best.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 -> 3584

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 -> (M) Percieved risk to life, guilt, choking.

𝐀/𝐍 -> Check it out below, or on AO3 here!

<- Chapter Two

Dividers by us! <3

- ‘Human Prey’ – @darkacademiabingo; - ‘Not Allowed to Die’, ‘Protective Hug’ – @eclipsingbingo; - ‘Sweet Treats’, ‘Training’ – Eclipsing Bingo; - ‘Eaten By the Wolf’ – @fairytalebingo; - ‘Growing Dark’ – @fandombingo (The Magnus Archives); - ‘Shadows in the Forest’ – Fandom Bingo (The Magnus Archives); - ‘Human Shield’ – @fandom-free-bingo (Frosty Edition);

- ‘Choking’ – @hurtcomfort-bingo (CO42); - ‘Weakness’ – Hurt and Comfort Bingo (Pick Your Poison Bingo- C027); - ‘Meadow’ – @julybreakbingo (4x4); - ‘Bird Watching or Stargazing’ – July Break Bingo (5x5); - ‘Vulnerable’ – July Break Bingo (6x6); - ‘Sun’ – July Break Bingo (Summer); - ‘Ghost Story’, ‘Stunned Silence’, ‘Stupid Sacrifice’ – @multifandom-flash (Round 2 – 2029); - ‘Tender Kisses’ – @seasonaldelightsbingo (Dark Academia); - ‘Stargazing’ – Seasonal Delights Bingo (Under the Sea); - ‘Forced to Revisit Past Trauma’ – Seasonal Delights Bingo (Under the Sea).

Before we took another step, we needed a plan.

I asked Mars what they’d intended – and they sheepishly produced a map squirrelled from the library, with the location of Fenris’ prison marked and a dotted line cutting through the realms Thor had mentioned in as direct a route as possible. We spread it on the floor between the three of us, and he scowled minutely.

“Here,” he murmured, shaking his head as he pointed at the eastern point of Nornheim, “is the Domain of the Dark Man.” We both blinked blankly, and he offered us a weak grin. “Not somewhere you want to go. We should enter Varinheim further west to avoid him, unless you have a desire to test your mettle.”

Mars and I shook our heads in unison, and he nodded, leaning closer to the map. “This forest here,” he continued, gesturing at a patch that cut most of the way across the centre of Alfheim, “is home to the Wolf-People. We would do well to go around. It’ll add time to our journey, but…”

I nodded my agreement, even as my partner looked worried beside me. “A few more days won’t make much difference, my love. Not after millennia,” I murmured, earning a reluctant sound of acceptance.

The God of Thunder’s large finger skimmed around the forest, pausing at the next splash of green. “Norn forest, and Nornheim. Home to the Norns. They should prove no trouble. Jötunn of descent, but peaceful. They draw water to nourish Yggdrasill.”

“Varinheim,” he finished, pausing at the cross that indicated our destination. “Distant and desolate, it was to be Fenris’ domain. The lake we seek lies in the centre.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad,” I offered, forcing optimism into my tone and glancing at the god warily. “… Right?”

“The Asgardian continent can be unpredictable,” he replied, his tone uncharacteristically soft. “Allies can turn enemy without a moment’s hesitation. We move with as little notice as possible, and we run, or hide, before we fight.” He looked to my partner pointedly, and I understood – it wasn’t worth the risk to my painfully human love. A hero though they may be, this was a domain of gods and monsters, and they were not as indestructible as the two of us. “And then we have to face the wolf himself.”

“Did you have a plan?” I asked, gaze shifting to my partner sitting quietly beside me, staring at the parts of their path that had been too dangerous to keep, pale at the thought that they would have entered these areas without knowing any better. Sheepishly, silently, they delved into their backpack one-handedly, eyes lowering as they drew out a clear container I saw frequently. “… Is that the tub you keep dog treats in?”

“I made sure it was full of chicken, at least!” they objected weakly, a blush rising in their face. “This is what I do for work – I’m sure I can…”

They faltered at the silence that had fallen over the room, every set of eyes trained on them in disbelief. “You- Wh- Th-…” My stammers trailed off into stunned, scared sounds, fighting the urge to throw up.

“You were going to attempt to tame the Fenris Wolf with scraps of… Chicken?” Thor clarified incredulously, scoffing when they nodded shyly.

“I bet I could…” they protested under their breath, and I wrapped an arm around them, pulling them closer into my side.

“I… Am glad I caught up with you,” I murmured eventually, closing my eyes against the mental images of them offering a scrap of meat and losing an arm for their troubles. “We’ll establish a more… Plausible – and safer – plan as we travel. No arguments,” I added as I felt them stiffen, quick to shut down any protest. “I already nearly lost you once.”

Grumbling reluctantly, they nodded, nestling under my jaw. “Fine,” they agreed eventually, the word coming as a breathless sigh. “I guess.”

More music sent us on our way, relaxed and content until we left the village and my anxiety rose once more.

“I hope they treated you well,” I murmured, glancing at my partner, and they smiled.

“Sidarius was an excellent host,” they replied, and I chuckled quietly, leaning over to squeeze their hand. The steel steed beneath them considered me warily, the whites of his eyes showing as he analysed the level of threat I posed, apparently deciding I was low risk and relaxing his posture once more. “And Sleipnir was excellent, too,” they added pointedly, patting the horse’s neck fondly. “I didn’t need to do anything when the giants started after us – he held his ground until he realised I was afraid, and then he took off. He got me out of there safe.”

“Then I owe him a debt of gratitude,” I replied solemnly, gaze tracing the arch of the horse’s neck as he held his head higher under the attention.

I feel like he understands every word.

“He’ll hold you to that,” Thor chuckled from his place a few paces ahead of us, glancing back over his shoulder. “Though fortunately, he’ll accept payment in the form of apples.”

The legendary steed snorted, tossing his head and earning a laugh from my partner. “I think he doesn’t appreciate your opinion, Thor,” they teased, grinning, eliciting a chuckle from the god.

Thor pointed out interesting features of the terrain as we rode on, from the glimmer of Sea of Marmora in the distance – a sight that brought a shiver down my spine, even now, knowing that Loki’s castle sat abandoned on the other side – to the dense forest we were following a crest to avoid, the gigantic trees reflecting sunlight in a captivating manner that threatened to draw me in. He told us stories of Sigurd and his wife, of Idunn, of the golden apples that keep the gods young. He spoke of the Ulfheðinn that resided in deep in the forest, wearing wolfskin and attacking with a furious frenzy. It made the time pass faster, but our journey was brought to an unexpected halt when we became aware of the darkness beginning to settle around us.

“We should find somewhere to camp for the night,” Thor murmured, casting an eye about himself shrewdly. “We’d be best staying in Alfheim for the time being; while Nornheim and Norn forest are unlikely to pose many threats, there’s far more visibility out here.”

And more room for the horses to get up to speed if we’re attacked, I added silently, wincing.

It was a hellish night, every atom of my body listening out frantically for anything stirring in the darkness. Mars was tucked up against me, resting easily with their head on my chest, comforted by my presence. They trusted me to keep them safe.

And for that reason, I found myself unable to sleep, far too concerned with keeping them safe than slumber.

Thor woke intermittently, stoking the low fire, and it was as dawn was beginning to break that he cleared his throat quietly. “… Did you sleep at all?”

“No,” I replied softly, careful not to disturb my partner snoring quietly against me. “No, I… Wanted to make sure nothing happened.”

“You’re a devoted man, James.” The fire flared minutely as he poked more wood into place, hisses and cracks punctuating his words. “Your family are lucky to have you.”

“I do my best,” I breathed, glancing down at Mars, my gaze following the curve of their lashes adoringly. “I have a lot of sins to attain for – a lot of pain to make right. The very least I can do is protect those who mean the most to me.”

“You’re a good person,” he replied after a beat, his voice gentle. “You and I both know that most of the things you’ve done that have caused pain were not things in which you had any choice.”

Reluctantly, I nodded. It was something I’d heard many times over the years, but I struggled to accept it as truth. While I’d had no say in what happened to me, under fear of suffering beyond belief or through simply being too far gone to have an opinion of my own, it was hard to reconcile that with the memories I had of watching through my eyes as it was my hands that took life after life in the cruellest manners imaginable.

And I’d hurt people – though admittedly not as many and rarely as severely – before and after my time with Hydra, and I had nobody else to blame for that.

“And I think they’re the best of us,” he added into the quiet after a moment, and I smiled softly to myself.

“They are,” I agreed, skimming my lips over my sleeping partner’s hair gently. “They make me the man I always wanted to be. Between them and the kids, I… Feel like I found the person I was supposed to be, if not for… Everything, you know?”

He made a soft sound of agreement before replying, his voice so hushed that even my advanced hearing almost missed it. “I know.”

I stayed watching the stars as they began to vanish from sight, chased by the rising sun, until Mars stretched against me, eyelashes fluttering sweetly.

“Hi,” they murmured, brow furrowing in a scowl, and I chuckled.

“Good morning to you, too,” I offered, grinning, and ducked my head to brush my lips tenderly over theirs. They purred quietly, eyes closing for a few moments more, and I couldn’t help but gaze at them in awe, jaw tense and nervous.

They’re so innocent. So vulnerable…

Thor cleared his throat, and I raised my head, shifting to sit up as my partner did the same. “We should get moving. If we make good time, we’ll reach Varinheim before nightfall.”

They scrabbled to their feet, any hint of sleep brushed away with the dust that clung to their clothes. “I’m ready. Let’s go.”

Chuckling quietly, I got to my feet, eyeing our small group thoughtfully. “We still need a plan.”

They nodded back, firm and determined. “I have one; I told you.”

“That isn’t a plan, it’s a sacrifice – and a dumb one at that,” I snapped stiffly, muscles taut as they narrowed their eyes at me.

“It’s what I’m trained to-”

“With dogs!” I countered, a low growl building in my voice. “This isn’t a dog, Bug. It’s a demon – a wild, unthinking, merciless machine of death and destruction.”

“He’s a sweet baby,” they attested, and I arched an eyebrow.

“You can’t really think-”

“I can’t believe you don’t-”

“That’s enough,” Thor interjected, his gravelly voice sounding ancient and timeless as he cut us off – the voice of a king dividing his subjects. “There must be a way around this. We can discuss it on the ride; let’s get moving.”

With a last, uncertain gaze at one another – we rarely disagreed, and when we did it was typically light-hearted and short-lived – Mars and I mounted our horses in stunned silence, worries heavy on my shoulders as I fell into place at the rear of the pack.

As we rode, we made tentative plans, suggestions coming to either mutters of agreement or vehement rejection. But eventually, we had some form of idea, risky as it was.

We passed into Norn Forest without difficulty, but the close trees made me shiver, eyes flicking nervously. Thor seemed calm, however, so I forced the tension from my muscles, straining to keep my gaze on the path ahead.

But shadows darting in the dark of the forest haunted me, silent spectres slipping between towering trunks without disturbing the leaf litter. I shook my head firmly, telling myself that I was imagining things – that my anxieties about the task ahead of us was playing tricks on my mind. I acutely missed the open expanse of the fields and meadows, enabling us to see for hundreds of metres in each direction before shallow slopes interrupted the view.

It wasn’t until Glaðr paused beneath me, head tossing as she let out a soft nicker, that I wondered if my fears had been founded.

Thor stiffened, glancing down at his own steed, then back to Sleipnir, gaze meeting the horse’s steadily. “Slip?”

The eight-legged creature turned its head slowly, ears swivelling, before pausing, eyeing the canopy-covered darkness and stomping a foot insistently. Thor nodded once, looking to us with a steady stare. “We’re going to move quickly. You’re going to go first,” he added, firm gaze shifting to Bug. “You’re going to hold on – tight – and Sleipnir is going to get you out of here.”

“What about you two?” they hissed back, shoulders trembling ahead of me.

“We’ll be fine, sweetheart,” I breathed, the hairs on the nape of my neck prickling at the feeling of eyes on me. “Do what Thor says. You can do this.”

You’re not allowed to die.

The god’s eyes grew gentle, and he reached out to touch their arm softly. “We’ll be right behind you, Small One,” he vowed, before his fingers shifted to the horse’s forehead. “Run as the wind, Sleipnir. Get them out of the forest.”

The moment the words left Thor’s mouth, the horse bolted, and I heard Mars’ gasp as the sudden air rushing at them forced its way into their lungs. But any protest was quickly smothered as the woods exploded around us, the shadows advancing with fearsome speed. Thor roared a challenge as he rose Mjulnir threateningly, the mighty hammer sparking ominously. I had only my own two hands against the spectres – but I was more than willing to do my damnedest to slow these creatures, glancing over my shoulder as Sleipnir’s tail disappeared between the trees.

My eyes turned back to the advancing shadows, hard and hateful. People – or otherwise – who stood between me and the happiness and safety of those I loved would feel the full extent of my fury, and creepy ghosts were no exception.

I hurtled myself from my horse as the first of the spectres reached us, vibranium moving through wisps of darkness without resistance. My body passed through the illusion, leaving me on my knees on the forest floor, fighting for breath, my lungs seizing as smoke swirled and swam inside me.

“You can’t touch them!”

I raised my head as I rasped, seeking out the voice through the haze of my constricting windpipe, fingers digging into the dirt desperately.

Thor was whirling his glowing hammer, blasts of light emitting from the metal to strike the advancing shadows. Each lightning bolt to the chest burnt a hole through illusion, smouldering away to nothing.

It took a few precious seconds for me to comprehend what I was seeing, but eventually I pushed myself to my knees, still wheezing frantically as I fought off the darkness closing in, around both me and my vision. I fumbled desperately at my pockets, coughing as I pulled my lighter free. The pitiful flame that burst free did nothing against the spirits growing closer, but the curls of smoke encasing my lungs came flowing from my mouth as I spluttered, falling as ash from parted lips. The acrid taste of burning was thick on my tongue – but I could breathe.

The flame was enough to keep the monsters at bay as I scraped the leaf litter into a pile, setting it alight and scooping a handful of the flaming debris in my vibranium palm.

It’s not lightning, but…

I curled my fingers loosely around my burning bundle, eyeing up the mass of spectres slowly thinning out around us and roaring hatefully as I dove forward. This time, my fist met a seemingly solid mass, blowing through the shadow’s chest with a sound like metal on metal, slowing fading as the creature burnt away to nothing.

I arched an eyebrow, using my free hands to beckon the creatures closer.

“Come and get it!”

Thor and I stood in the smouldering, foul-scented clearing, panting for breath, eyes watering from the smoke and smell. Our eyes met as I dropped the remnants of my bundle, dusting the residue from my fingers and swallowing dryly, my throat still burning from the bizarre smoke.

“… Thanks,” I murmured, spitting another mouthful of ash onto the ground. “Uh… For the advice. And for the help. And for getting Mars out of here.” I paused and looked around quickly, heart racing until I spotted our mounts sheltering under a tree at the edge of the clearing. Thor didn’t waste valuable time responding, only offering a nod as he crossed the space, swinging his mighty frame into the saddle a few steps ahead of me.

We were silent as we galloped through the forest, following in the broken trail through the undergrowth. Intermittent, gossamer-spun silver hairs caught on the bracken confirmed the path was Sleipnir’s – as did Bug’s desperate wails as light began to filter more efficiently through the thinning trees.

“Please- we have to go back; we can’t just leave them! Sleipnir, come on, I know Thor said to get me out – but look, I’m fine, see? We have to go back!”

Mars was stood before the mighty stallion as we emerged from the forest, gesticulating towards the woods desperately. The sound of hooves on grass made them turn, and I winced at the sight of the tears staining their cheeks, my feet hitting the ground before Glaðr had come to a halt. They clung frantically to my shirt as I bundled them to my chest, arms tight and protective around their trembling body.

I swallowed down thoughts of my Spiders, just as fragile as they shivered and sobbed against me, and wondered once more how we were back here again – how I had, for what felt like the hundredth time, found myself in Asgard cradling someone I loved as they wept.

I held them until my coughing drove them back, stumbling a few steps away from me with a brow creased in concern. “Are- are you okay?”

“Fine,” I wheezed, nodding. “It’s getting better. They suck if you breathe them in, though…”

Mars’ face went pale, and they were by my side once more, a gentle hand on my back and stroking carefully. “Will he be okay?” they asked worriedly, and I looked up in time to see Thor nod, opening his mouth to respond – but his words were cut off by my insistent partner. “What were those things? Why did they attack us like that? I thought you said that forest was safe!”

The god’s jaw set slightly, and I raised a hand to touch Mars’ shoulder gently. “He also pointed out that Asgard is highly unpredictable,” I reminded them, voice soft. “It’s not his fault, sweetheart.”

“They were mara,” Thor added, his lip curling. “They have no set domain. They’re… I suppose humans would call them demons. They attack people in their sleep, causing horrible nightmares, and then eventually…” He trailed off, but his meaning was clear, and Bug winced.

“But we were awake,” they pointed out, voice strained. “Why did they come for us?”

“The mara dwell in darkness and shadow. We intruded into their land – their current land, at least – and they attacked. They’re vulnerable to light, but if you aren’t aware, they can leave you without your consciousness. It’s not often that mara attack the awake, but those that succumb never wake up,” he finished softly, eyes dropping with guilt. I shook my head again, coughing another round of a thin, black, tar-like substance into the dirt.

“You weren’t to know,” I rasped, levelling my voice with as much determination and force as I could despite my chafed vocal cords. “It isn’t your fault, Thor. And besides – I’d be dead if it weren’t for you. Probably Mars, too.”

“And you’re sure he’ll be okay?” my partner pressed, still eyeing the contents of my lungs on the ground worriedly.

“He probably won’t sleep well for a few days, while the smoke clears his system,” Thor admitted. “But he’ll make a full recovery before long – possibly quicker than most, given how swiftly he heals.”

I nodded once, grimacing as I snagged a bottle of water from a Glaðr’s saddlebag and rinsing my mouth thoroughly. “I’ll be fine, Acushla. Don’t worry about me.”

Thor considered me for a moment longer, then nodded, looking to my partner. “May I see the map, Little One?” Mars offered it immediately, pulled from one of their plentiful, seemingly bottomless pockets. The god hummed as his eyes skimmed over the parchment, muttering under his breath and looking about himself. “… We shouldn’t linger long here. We’re closer than I’d like to Karnilla’s Palace.”

“Karnilla?” I asked as we climbed back into our saddles in unison, Sleipnir proving far more willing to move now Thor was back in the lead. He nodded as he encouraged Gyllir into a brisk trot, glancing back at me.

“The Queen of the Norns. She… Can be complicated,” he offered stiffly, muscles visibly tensing. “She has proven herself to be both ally and enemy. It would be best to move on as swiftly as possible, rather than risk her wrath. I’d hoped we would be passing far enough away that we wouldn’t be worth the effort – a party as small as ours poses little threat in her own domain – but…”

I nodded, exchanging a look of understanding with Mars. His unspoken words had us urging on our own steeds.

We may not be able to handle another fight.

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baubeautyandthegeek · 4 months ago

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Hold me now and leave me never//Say you'll stay with me forever//Then I surrender – Rhaenys Targaryen/Lady Jessica

A/N: Fic 28/30 for my 5x5 @julybreakbingo card with Alts.

“I surrender.” Two simple words, spoken with a voice full of power. It’s silent in the room as Lady Jessica moves through the gathering of Fremen. Paul had been long lost, Liet and Chani deferring to her as their newest leader, the mother of the man they had considered a god. Bright blue-green eyes seek something in Jessica’s, the other woman, blonde, ice blonde, almost white haired, seems sure of herself. There’s a little gap in age present but as Jessica looks the woman over, the tough leather that is well worn, the woman’s dragon bowing to her, she knows she wants her. “What is your name?” “Rhaenys, m’lady, Rhaenys Targaryen.” “Rise. Walk with me.” The Fremen seem to buzz even as Lady Jessica’s hand comes to rest on Rhaenys’ own, a sign of trust even as they walk. Jessica had given up much as her finery when she came to the Fremen colony, her simple silken dress the last she had preserved, chosen only when she was called on in her role as leader of the Fremen. “Did you intend to come to us?” “No... No m’lady, but my Dragon has been flying too long and I hoped... I hoped we might be allowed a rest?” “How would you like a home?” A flicker of surety crosses Rhaenys’ face then and they turn away from the guards, her voice dipping low. “If it means I might be yours, m’lady...” Rhaenys’ eyes flicker over the innocent looking other woman, her fine cheekbones and delicate slimness hiding a soul of pure iron. The sun bleached coppery brown hair, pale skin that somehow had remained untanned, and eyes that shone like a sea lit by sunlight, did not show signs of hard living but the woman’s subtle muscles warned of a hidden warrior. “I would stay.” That, it seems, is enough. Arrangements are made surprisingly quickly and Jessica barely hides her smile when Rhaenys mentions it. “We have been long needing a celebration, my love.” Marriage, it seems, is the end of things. They are still ruling, the Fremen free to do as they wish, unless they take a prisoner. Peace comes to the region and Jessica, finally, settles into a life of love and restful pleasure.

#lady jessica #jessica atreides #dune #dune movie #house of the dragon #hotd #rhaenys velaryon #rhaenys targaryen #jessica/rhaenys #rhaenys/jessica #jbb #jbb2024 #jbbingo2024 #july break bingo #julybreakbingo2024 #july break bingo 2024 #julybreakbingo

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dzthenerd490 · 2 months ago

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File: Oculus

SCP#: AJW

Code Name: The Mirror Demon

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-AJW is contained at Site-AR and is wrapped with a blanket that is sown with thaumaturgic symbols, meant to repress SCP-AJW’s anomalous abilities. These symbols specifically target SCP-AJW’s ability to create illusions in the minds of those who wander too close. SCP-AJW is contained within a 5x5 meter containment cell but is separated from the rest of the Site by a 10-meter hallway. Within the sides of this hallway are pillars also covered with thaumaturgic symbols to suppress the range of SCP-AJW's area of effect.

Testing must be approved by at least three Level 3 Foundation Staff or higher and must be transported to the assigned testing chamber by AFA-2 units. Once inside the testing chamber all Foundation staff observing even if they are in a separate room are to be wearing specialized Anti-Cognito Hazard headgear or goggles. Only after having said gear will the ritualistic blanket be removed. The only security to be present are the AFA-2 units and all other Foundation staff are to remain at least 100 feet away from the testing chamber as a precaution. Once testing is concluded the blanket must be put back and wrapped all around SCP-AJW before being returned to its containment cell.

Description: SCP-AJW is a mirror that stands almost 5 feet tall and 2 feet wide, heavily detailed with a black outline frame giving it an ancient beautiful but haunting vibe. The mirror seems to possess no traces of thaumaturgic frequencies or TRE radiation yet possesses several souls cursed within it after death. This has only led to more confusion on its origin as well as how it is even able to function the way it does.

SCP-AJW absorbs the life force of those it is around, the most notable aspect of this behavior is when it like plants around it wither and animals become increasingly aggressive and malnourished. However, it is unable to do the same for humans, instead it slowly breaks them down by making them insane. SCP-AJW unleashes illusions onto any human who looks at it or is even close to it. The range of this effect is anywhere within 2,000 square feet for those who have seen it. However, those who haven’t are safe so long as they maintain a distance of 200 square feet. These illusions will trick people into killing one another, touching dangerous objects, or convince them that they are not being hurt when they receive any kind of damage to their own bodies.

SCP-AJW feeds on souls and death so it continues to cause as much damage as it can in order to achieve this. However, SCP-AJW is extremely smart as well being able to come up with hundreds of contingency plans as it torments its victims. It has also been proven that the only way for someone to bring harm to SCP-AJW is to either wear Anti-cognito hazard gear or by luck alone. SCP-AJW is also able to affect the mental state of those it has caught under its effect, able to make them lose hope or see those they once called friends and family as enemies.

SCP-AJW was discovered in 2013 when a young man named [data expunged] was sent to prison after killing his sister when the two tried to study SCP-AJW. Apparently, this was the second time he was convicted of family murder as when he was a child, he sent to a mental facility for killing his own father and mother. The Foundation saw this as a red flag and had agents within the law enforcement apprehend the SCP-AJW as it was there during both events and the young man claimed it was at fault for everything. Despite the Ethics Committee’s plea, the O5 Council saw no reason to waste resources on the man so Protocol “Sole Survivor” was not given consideration for his sake. He was later killed in prison by his fellow inmates.

Due to the possible cognito-hazard SCP-AJW was sent to Site-AB to be contained. However, MTF units and researchers that got SCP-AJW to its containment expressed feeling strangely weak and seeing things in the corner of their eyes that weren't supposed to be there. They only felt better after being escorted at least 2,000 feet form SCP-AJW. They needed to be escorted as every time they tried to leave its vicinity willingly, they just walked in circles without realizing it.

Now that it was realized how truely dangerous SCP-AJW was, Site-AR was declared the most logical choice for containment with the Department of Technology, Alchemy, Science, Magic, and Warfare in charge of establishing the containment procedures. SCP-AJW is outrageously dangerous and as such the Decommissioning Department has made several requests to have it destroyed. Due to testing being ongoing given the complexity of the anomaly it is this request has been put on hold for now. Though as the years go by more administrative staff are in agreement that SCP-AJW is too dangerous to be left alone.

SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

#DZtheNerd #SCP: Horror Movie Files #SCP: HMF #SCP Foundation #SCP Fanfiction #SCP AU #SCP #SCP Fanmade #Oculus #Paranormal #Thriller #Horror #Movie #SCP-AJW #Site-AR #Keter

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fanonical · 2 years ago

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my friend, who i love dearly, does crimes against animals every time we play minecraft. she is a vegetarian in real life which makes it really funny that she keeps our cows in a 5x5 prison of doom and slaughters them for fun. the weird thing is that she treats the cows and chickens like shit and yet loves and respects every other animal we own. she refuses to explain.

#Minecraft

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gift-to-literature · 1 year ago

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1. Pilot : 1x1

2. Wendigo : 1x2

3. Dead in the Water : 1x3

4. Phantom Traveler : 1x4

5. Bloody Mary : 1x5

6. Skin : 1x6

7. Hook Man : 1x7

8. Bugs : 1x8

9. Home : 1x9

10. Asylum : 1x10

11. Scarecrow : 1x11

12. Faith : 1x12

13. Route 666 : 1x13

14. Nightmare : 1x14

15. The Benders : 1x15

16. Shadow : 1x16

17. Hell House : 1x17

18. Something Wicked : 1x18

19. Provenance : 1x19

20. Dead Man's Blood : 1x20

21. Salvation : 1x21

22. Devil's Trap : 1x22

23. In My Time of Dying : 2x1

24. Everybody Loves a Clown : 2x2

25. Bloodlust : 2x3

26. Children Shouldn't Play with Dead Things : 2x4

27. Simon Said : 2x5

28. No Exit : 2x6

29. The Usual Suspects : 2x7

30. Crossroad Blues : 2x8

31. Croatoan : 2x9

32. Hunted : 2x10

33. Playthings : 2x11

34. Nightshifter : 2x12

35. Houses of the Holy : 2x13

36. Born Under a Bad Sign : 2x14

37. Tall Tales : 2x15

38. Roadkill : 2x16

39. Heart : 2x17

40. Hollywood Babylon : 2x18

41. Folsom Prison Blues : 2x19

42. What Is and What Should Never Be : 2x20

43. All Hell Breaks Loose: Part 1 : 2x21

44. All Hell Breaks Loose: Part 2 : 2x22

45. The Magnificent Seven : 3x1

46. The Kids Are Alright : 3x2

47. Bad Day at Black Rock : 3x3

48. Sin City : 3x4

49. Bedtime Stories : 3x5

50. Red Sky at Morning : 3x6

51. Fresh Blood : 3x7

52. A Very Supernatural Christmas : 3x8

53. Malleus Maleficarum : 3x9

54. Dream a Little Dream of Me : 3x10

55. Mystery Spot : 3x11

56. Jus in Bello : 3x12

57. Ghostfacers! : 3x13

58. Long Distance Call : 3x14

59. Time Is on My Side : 3x15

60. No Rest for the Wicked : 3x16

61. Lazarus Rising : 4x1

62. Are You There, God? It's Me Dean Winchester : 4x2

63. In the Beginning : 4x3

64. Metamorphosis : 4x4

65. Monster Movie : 4x5

66. Yellow Fever : 4x6

67. It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester : 4x7

68. Whisful Thinking : 4x8

69. I Know What You Did Last Summer : 4x9

70. Heaven and Hell : 4x10

71. Family Remains : 4x11

72. Criss Angel Is a Douch Bag : 4x12

73. After School Special : 4x13

74. Sex and Violence : 4x14

75. Death Takes a Holiday : 4x15

76. On the Head of a Pin : 4x16

77. It's a Terrible Life : 4x17

78. The Monster at the End of This Book : 4x18

79. Jump the Shark : 4x19

80. The Rapture : 4x20

81. When the Levee Breaks : 4x21

82. Lucifer Rising : 4x22

83. Sympathy for the Devil : 5x1

84. Good God, Y'All : 5x2

85. Free to Be You and Me : 5x3

86. The End : 5x4

87. Fallen Idols : 5x5

88. I Believe the Children Are Our Future : 5x6

89. The Curious Case of Dean Winchester : 5x7

90. Changing Channels : 5x8

91. The Real Ghostbusters : 5x9

92. Abandon All Hope : 5x10

93. Sam, Interrupted : 5x11

94. Swap Meat : 5x12

95. The Song Remains the Same : 5x13

96. My Bloody Valentine : 5x14

97. Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid : 5x15

98. Dark Side of the Moon : 5x16

99. 99 Problems : 5x17

100. Point of No Return : 5x18

101. Hammer of the Gods : 5x19

102. The Devil You Know : 5x20

103. Two Minutes to Midnight : 5x21

104. Swan Song : 5x22

105. Exile on Main St. : 6x1

106. Two and a Half Man : 6x2

107. The Third Man : 6x3

108. Weekend at Bobby's : 6x4

109. Live Free or Twi-hard : 6x5

110. You Can't Handle the Truth : 6x6

111. Family Matters : 6x7

112. All Dogs Go to Heaven : 6x8

113. Clap Your Hands If You Believe : 6x9

114. Caged Heat : 6x10

115. Appointment in Samarra : 6x11

116. Like a Virgin : 6x12

117. Unforgiven : 6x13

118. Mannequin 3: The Reckoning : 6x14

119. The French Mistake : 6x15

120. ... And Then There Were None : 6x16

121. My Heart Will Go On : 6x17

122. Frontierland : 6x18

123. Mommy Dearest : 6x19

124. The Man Who Whould Be King : 6x20

125. Let It Bleed : 6x21

126. The Man Who Knew Too Much : 6x22

127. Meet the New Boss : 6x23

128. Hello, Cruel World : 7x1

129. The Girl Next Door : 7x2

130. Defending Your Life : 7x3

131. Shut Up, Dr. Phil : 7x4

132. Slash Fiction : 7x5

133. The Mentalists : 7x6

134. Season Seven, Time for a Wedding! : 7x7

135. Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel : 7x8

136. How to Win Friends and Influence Monsters : 7x9

137. Death's Door : 7x10

138. Adventures in Babysitting : 7x11

139. Time After Time : 7x12

140. The Slice Girls : 7x13

141. Plucky Pennywhistle's Magical Menagerie : 7x14

142. Repo Man : 7x15

143. Out with the Old : 7x16

144. The Born-Again Identity : 7x17

145. Party On, Garth : 7x18

146. Of Grave Importance : 7x19

147. The Girl with the Dungeons and Dragons Tattoo : 7x20

148. Reading Is Fundamental : 7x21

149. There Will Be Blood : 7x22

150. Survival of the Fittest : 7x23

151. We Need to Talk About Kevin : 8x1

152. What's Up, Tiger Mommy? : 8x2

153. Heartache : 8x3

154. Bitten : 8x4

155. Blood Brother : 8x5

156. Southern Comfort : 8x6

157. A Little Slice of Kevin : 8x7

158. Hunteri Heroici : 8x8

159. Citizen Fang : 8x9

160. Torn and Frayed : 8x10

161. LARP and the Real Girl : 8x11

162. As Time Goes By : 8x12

163. Everybody Hates Hitler : 8x13

164. Trial and Error : 8x14

165. Man's Best Friend with Benefits : 8x15

166. Remember the Titans : 8x16

167. Goodbye Stranger : 8x17

168. Freaks and Geeks : 8x18

169. Taxi Driver : 8x19

170. Pac-Man Fever : 8x20

171. The Great Escapist : 8x21

172. Clip Show : 8x22

173. Sacrifice : 8x23

174. I Think I'm Gonna Like It Here : 9x1

175. Devil May Care : 9x2

176. I'm No Angel : 9x3

177. Slumber Party : 9x4

178. Dog Dean Afternoon : 9x5

179. Heaven Can't Wait : 9x6

180. Bad Boys : 9x7

181. Rock and a Hard Place : 9x8

182. Holy Terror : 9x9

183. Road Trip : 9x10

184. First Born : 9x11

185. Sharp Teeth : 9x12

186. The Purge : 9x13

187. Captives : 9x14

188. #thinman : 9x15

189. Blade Runners : 9x16

190. Mother's Little Helper : 9x17

191. Meta Fiction : 9x18

192. Alex Annie Alexis Ann : 9x19

193. Bloodlines : 9x20

194. King of the Damned : 9x21

195. Stairway to Heaven : 9x22

196. Do You Believe in Miracles : 9x23

197. Black : 10x1

198. Reichenbach : 10x2

199. Soul Survivor : 10x3

200. Fan Fiction : 10x4

201. Paper Moon : 10x5

202. Ask Jeeves : 10x6

203. Girls, Girls, Girls : 10x7

204. Hibbing 911 : 10x8

205. The Things We Left Behind : 10x9

206. The Hunter Games : 10x10

207. There's No Place Like Home : 10x11

208. About a Boy : 10x12

209. Halt & Catch Fire : 10x13

210. The Executioner's Song : 10x14

211. The Thing They Carried : 10x15

212. Paint It Black : 10x16

213. Inside Man : 10x17

214. Book of the Damned : 10x18

215. The Werther Project : 10x19

216. Angel Heart : 10x20

217. Dark Dynasty : 10x21

218. The Prisoner : 10x22

219. Brother's Keeper : 10x23

220. Out of the Darkness, Into the Fire : 11x1

221. Form and Void : 11x2

222. The Bad Seed : 11x3

223. Baby : 11x4

224. Thin Lizzie : 11x5

225. Our Little World : 11x6

226. Plush : 11x7

227. Just My Imagination : 11x8

228. O Brother, Where Art Thou? : 11x9

229. The Devil in the Details : 11x10

230. Into the Mystic : 11x11

231. Don't You Forget About Me : 11x12

232. Love Hurts : 11x13

233. The Vessel : 11x14

234. Beyond the Mat : 11x15

235. Safe House : 11x16

236. Red Meat : 11x17

237. Hell's Angel : 11x18

238. The Chitters : 11x19

239. Don't Call Me Shurley : 11x20

240. All in the Family : 11x21

241. We Happy Few : 11x22

242. Alpha and Omega : 11x23

243. Keep Calm and Carry On : 12x1

244. Mamma Mia : 12x2

245. The Foundry : 12x3

246. American Nightmare : 12x4

247. The One You've Been Waiting For : 12x5

248. Celebrating the Life of Asa Fox : 12x6

249. Rock Never Dies : 12x7

250. LOTUS : 12x8

251. First Blood : 12x9

252. Lily Sunder Has Some Regrets : 12x10

253. Regarding Dean : 12x11

254. Stuck in the Middle (With You) : 12x12

255. Family Feud : 12x13

256. The Raid : 12x14

257. Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell : 12x15

258. Ladies Drink Free : 12x16

259. The British Invasion : 12x17

260. The Memory Remains : 12x18

261. The Future : 12x19

262. Twigs & Twine & Tasha Banes : 12x20

263. There's Something About Mary : 12x21

264. Who We Are : 12x22

265. All Along the Watchtower : 12x23

266. Lost and Found : 13x1

267. The Rising Son : 13x2

268. Patience : 13x3

269. The Big Empty : 13x4

270. Advanced Thanatology : 13x5

271. Tombstone : 13x6

272. War of the Worlds : 13x7

273. The Scorpion and the Frog : 13x8

274. The Bad Place : 13x9

275. Wayward Sisters : 13x10

276. Breakdown : 13x11

277. Various & Sundry Villains : 13x12

278. Devil's Bargain : 13x13

279. Good Intentions : 13x14

280. A Most Holy Man : 13x15

281. ScoobyNatural : 13x16

282. The Thing : 13x17

283. Bring 'em Back Alive : 13x18

284. Funeralia : 13x19

285. Unfinished Business : 13x20

286. Beat the Devil : 13x21

287. Exodus : 13x22

288. Let the Good Times Roll : 13x23

289. Stranger in a Strange Land : 14x1

290. Gods and Monsters : 14x2

291. The Scar : 14x3

292. Nightmare Logic : 14x4

293. Optimism : 14x5

294. Unhuman Nature : 14x6

295. Byzantium : 14x7

296. The Spear : 14x8

297. Nihilism : 14x9

298. Damaged Goods : 14x10

299. Prophet and Loss : 14x11

300. Lebanon : 14x12

301. Mint Condition : 14x13

302. Ouroboros : 14x14

303. Peace of Mind : 14x15

304. Don't Go in the Woods : 14x16

305. Game Night : 14x17

306. Absence : 14x18

307. Jack in the Box : 14x19

308. Moriah : 14x20

309. Back and to the Future : 15x1

310. Raising Hell : 15x2

311. The Rupture : 15x3

312. Atomic Monsters : 15x4

313. Proverbs 17:3 : 15x5

314. Golden Time : 15x6

315. Last Call : 15x7

316. Our Father, Who Aren't in Heaven : 15x8

317. The Trap : 15x9

318. The Heroes' Journey : 15x10

319. The Gamblers : 15x11

320. Galaxy Brain : 15x12

321. Destiny's Child : 15x13

322. Last Holiday : 15x14

323. Gimme Shelter : 15x15

324. Drag Me Away (From You) : 15x16

325. Unity : 15x17

326. Despair : 15x18

327. Inherit the Earth : 15x19

328. Carry On : 15x20

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godwontpiss-archived · 2 years ago

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One of these days I need to make a post about how much of a shitshow Wyoming politics is at the moment because some of these are barely exaggerated. Hell, if you delete the last three words of “banning of all electric cars on public roads”, you get SJ0004.

(I'm not even going to try to use the alt text bc there's too many words in this to fit in the alt)

[Image ID: A post on the r/wyoming subreddit by user u/Brancher. It's a 5x5 bingo card labelled "Wyoming legislature bingo". From left to right and top to bottom, the squares read:

"State flag changed to an image of a snow fence"

"Display of pride banner on your property excludes you from police and fire protection"

"Banning of electric cars on all public roads"

"Public land access restricted to people who own greater than 1000 acres of land already"

"Purchasing of land restricted to people whose ancestors arrived via covered wagon"

"Wild horses can be hunted for meat"

"Immediate ban on snowmobilers from Nebraska"

"Governor is determined by whoever shoots the biggest elk each year"

"Reduced DUI threshold to 'a couple of beers'"

"Immediate termination of the WIC program"

"Voting restricted to in person and only registered Republicans"

"Lift ban on smoking in public buildings"

"Free space"

"Internet speeds capped at 15 Mbps per second statewide"

"Shoot on sight allowed for corner crossers"

"Sprinter vans crossing the southern border require mandatory public strip search of passengers"

"Possession of marijuana = immediate life sentence at Frontier prison in Rawlins"

"Dogs allowed in bars"

"Immediate removal of all wind turbines"

"Anyone who received a COVID vaccine has to live in a concentration camp in Gurnsey"

"75% income tax for all remote workers"

"Monthly penalty tax for people with solar panels on their property"

"Jan 6th designated as day of remembrance of fallen patriots"

"Unlimited permitless drilling access on all BLM land" (Note: this stands for Bureau of Land Management, not Black Lives Matter.)

"Martin Luther King Jr day to be replaced by Chris Ledoux day"

The post has 90 upvotes and 46 comments at the time of screenshot. End id.]

#us politics

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supernovagifs · 3 months ago

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Chicago Med

Below are/will be episodes of Chicago Med

Season 1

1x1 - Derailed

1x2 - iNO

1x3 - Fallback

1x4 - Mistaken

1x5 - Malignant

1x6 - Bound

1x7 - Saints

1x8 - Reunion

1x9 - Choices

1x10 - Clarity

1x11 - Intervention

1x12 - Guilty

1x13 - Us

1x14 - Hearts

1x15 - Inheritance

1x16 - Disorder

1x17 - Withdrawal

1x18 - Timing

Season 2

2x1 - Soul Care

2x2 - Win Loss

2x3 - Natural History

2x4 - Brother's Keeper

2x5 - Extreme Measures

2x6 - Alternative Medicine

2x7 - Inherent Bias

2x8 - Free Will

2x9 - Uncharted Territory

2x10 - Heart Matters

2x11 - Graveyard Shift

2x12 - Mirror Mirror

2x13 - Theseus' Ship

2x14 - Cold Front

2x15 - Lose Yourself

2x16 - Prisoner's Dilemma

2x17 - Monday Mourning

2x18 - Lesson Learned

2x19 - Ctrl Alt

2x20 - Generation Gap

2x21 - Deliver Us

2x22 - White Butterflies

2x23 - Love Hurts

Season 3

3x1 - Speak Your Truth

3x2 - Nothing to Fear

3x3 - Trust Your Gut

3x4 - Naughty or Nice

3x5 - Mountains and Molehills

3x6 - Ties That Bind

3x7 - Over Troubled Water

3x8 - Lemons and Lemonade

3x9 - On Shaky Ground

3x10 - Down By Law

3x11 - Folie à Deux

3x12 - Born This Way

3x13 - Best Laid Plans

3x14 - Lock It Down

3x15 - Devil in Disguise

3x16 - An Inconvenient Truth

3x17 - The Parent Trap

3x18 - This Is Now

3x19 - Crisis of Confidence

3x20 - The Tipping Point

Season 4

4x1 - Be My Better Half

4x2 - When to Let Go

4x3 - Heavy Is the Head

4x4 - Backed Against the Wall

4x5 - What You Don't Know

4x6 - Lesser of Two Evils

4x7 - The Poison Inside Us

4x8 - Play by My Rules

4x9 - Death Do Us Part

4x10 - All the Lonely People

4x11 - Who Can You Trust

4x12 - The Things We Do

4x13 - Ghosts in the Attic

4x14 - Can't Unring That Bell

4x15 - We Hold These Truths

4x16 - Old Flames, New Sparks

4x17 - The Space Between Us

4x18 - Tell Me the Truth

4x19 - Never Let You Go

4x20 - More Harm Than Good

4x21 - Forever Hold Your Peace

4x22 - With a Brave Heart

Season 5

5x1 - Never Going Back to Normal

5x2 - We're Lost in the Dark

5x3 - In the Valley of the Shadows

5x4 - Infection (Part 2)

5x5 - Got a Friend in Me

5x6 - It's All in the Family

5x7 - Who Knows What Tomorrow Brings

5x8 - Too Close to the Sun

5x9 - I Can’t Imagine the Future

5x10 - Guess It Doesn't Matter Anymore

5x11 - The Ground Shifts Beneath Us

5x12 - Leave the Choice to Solomon

5x13 - Pain Is for the Living

5x14 - It May Not Be Forever

5x15 - I Will Do No Harm

5x16 - Who Should Be the Judge

5x17 - The Ghosts of the Past

5x18 - In the Name of Love

5x19 - Just a River in Egypt

5x20 - A Needle in the Heart

Season 6

6x1 - When Did We Begin to Change?

6x2 - Those Things Hidden in Plain Sight

6x3 - Do You Know the Way Home?

6x4 - In Search of Forgiveness, Not Permission

6x5 - When Your Heart Rules Your Head

6x6 - Don't Want to Face This Now

6x7 - Better Is the Enemy of Good

6x8 - Fathers and Mothers, Daughters and Sons

6x9 - For the Want of A Nail

6x10 - So Many Things We've Kept Buried

6x11 - Letting Go Only to Come Together

6x12 - Some Things Are Worth the Risk

6x13 - What A Tangled Web We Weave

6x14 - A Red Pill, a Blue Pill

6x15 - Stories, Secrets, Half-Truths and Lies

6x16 - I Will Come to Save You

Season 7

7x1 - You Can't Always Trust What You See

7x2 - To Lean In or To Let Go

7x3 - Be the Change You Want to See

7x4 - Status Quo (The Mess We're In)

7x5 - Change Is a Tough Pill to Swallow

7x6 - When You're a Hammer Everything's a Nail

7x7 - A Square Peg in a Round Hole

7x8 - Just as a Snake Sheds Its Skin

7x9 - Secret Santa Has a Gift for You

7x10 - No Good Deed Goes Unpunished... in Chicago

7x11 - The Things We Thought We Left Behind

7x12 - What You Don't Know Can't Hurt You

7x13 - Reality Leaves a Lot to the Imagination

7x14 - All the Things That Could Have Been

7x15 - Things Meant to Be Bent Not Broken

7x16 - May Your Choices Reflect Hope, Not Fear

7x17 - If You Love Someone, Set Them Free

7x18 - Judge Not, For You Will Be Judged

7x19 - Like a Phoenix Rising from the Ashes

7x20 - End of the Day, Anything Can Happen

7x21 - Lying Doesn't Protect You from the Truth

7x22 - And Now We Come to the End

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the-firebird69 · 1 year ago

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Now we have a few things to talk about

-there are a number of people who are having issues with what people are saying and we tell them to go somewhere else and there's a few people who don't want to be here and we tell them they can go somewhere else and things like that are in suey we need peace and quiet here and it doesn't seem to be any coming anytime soon I'm so going to work on it but there are a lot of things happening

-there are a huge number of ships coming out it's almost too many and you can't see it on the radar well it's not that many there's some ships coming up and it's overcast here right now but it won't be in a minute and that's one thing that's odd maybe they have all these things plugged up and they're not going after it

-there are a number of things that are happening here that are disturbing these people are saying dumb things about son's private parts and we tell him it's not his and they don't get it but they have that analogy removing blockages is actually good but they are making an analogy to his size overall

-she'll understand it's not very good for them but there is amount of the amount of time before it actually will happen it's going to be several months possibly half a year before anything even begins at all and we try to tell him that and they don't believe us that might happen earlier if he hyperoxygenates it doesn't look like that's going to occur.

-massive numbers of people are trying to get into Florida and the borders are blocked and they're being blocked by the four and they feel like they can imprison our son that's what they're saying and he says you're doomed I'm going to in prison you and they laugh and say how are you going to do that and he says ask John Rena Lord and they do get that and it's no joke and it's really easy he says so they're up there fighting they realize that they are going to be the enemy of a lot of people and they can't even take these merely little s**** that some groups go through like they're nothing like foreigners I come to tell you I'm sick of these four groups as well they just don't get it mom does the rock is starting but the others are not turning it's disturbing and Ken says it is very disturbing the two big fellows can't stand them so we have to come up with another plan no we expected it now they're going to the border and they're trying to repel people and they are engaging and are getting beat minority more luck are coming in and minorities and a bunch of miscellaneous are going down there and they get along with them and they don't get along with the three now they're cantankerous evil little bastards and it's true and they're the idiots running around speaking on everyone like the warlock car the basically more like there's a little smarter than Trump not much and it's going on now that they are a hefty burdened to a lot of people. The numbers are dwindling and their basis of operation are now under attack in the eastern hemisphere now for the most part they're right next door to the morlock and they were being attacked simultaneously half the time now they're being attacked all the time because they could not hold it they said and the max said so what.

-out of the 20 basis that they have combined that we would call a medium about 10 of them were ultimately recently destroyed and are smoldering or are on fire and those are crucial basis and mac daddy lost them but doesn't seem to be phased. There were probably 70 small those like 5x5 and in the Eastern hemisphere between all three and they were attacked the missiles are packed in there with the more lock and minority but in the minority more like areas are not being hit that much cuz they don't really have real bases they have these Bedouin bases and kind of move around but other than that they're in populated areas. Out of those 70 half of them are gone and then a quarter are in battled and badly damaged and the remaining 25% is engaged heavily they are finishing up reading and we can strikes on all their bases all three and they will have on them and they'll be done in time to come to the Western hemisphere and they will begin an attack pattern. The other more like this is because their kids mostly became stupid because the other ones were hurt by the dumb ones. Those bases were crushed they had about eight very large by the Earth standard and they were all deleted 10 medium yesterday and half of them are on fire and the other half will be by tonight. And the warlock proper had around 3,000 small this morning they had a hundred and now they have 25 that are mostly on fired some form and that's not many by tonight they'll probably be gone and they're working across and everything that is past the dark and light line it has been already destroyed

We published now this is important

Thor Freya

Olympus

I can't believe this is happening again these jackasses are cycling up to be assholes I guess everyone's going to get some soon

Hera

Ugh

Zues

Hey b**** be all the busyness you can be seriously it says I'm going to be busy for you soon

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