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[teawitch]

Candle substitutes

(This is to answer an ask but because I go on forever, I've made it its own post)

Because I've seen this become contentious in the past, I'm going to start with a little witchy secret - if you've been to a public ritual or event where there were candles burning on the altar and you didn't see them lit - they were probably battery operated and being used to adhere to the fire regulations. Sometimes witches are practical.

For me the answer to candle substitutes comes down to - why would I be using the candle? Because different reasons might have different answers.

Altar or Shrine

On an altar or shrine to represent fire or honor a deity, a battery operated candle or even small attractive lamp might be what you're looking for. Some witches do not want electrical cords or similar intruding into their magical space so lamps would be out. I figure at this point, with wifi and such flowing through air, nothing is really without interference. But if that is the case, you could even just hold up an unlit candle or a wand to signify air. (I've never had a deity object to a really cool lamp in their space.)

Cleansing

Incense and smoke cleansing substitutes. I don't think we give enough credit to the ability for sound to cleanse spaces. It could be a bell or, more popular than people realize - play really loud head-banger rock music to clear the space then something gentler to reset everything at a calmer tone.

If you want a scent-based solution, there are diffusers available but you can also just do a simmer pot of the stove. Or buy one of those mini-crockpots and use it. Or put a bit of scent in a spray bottle and spritz the space.

Fountain Foggers Misters - cheaper than you'd expect on Amazon or your local Halloween store. Put one in attractive bowl or container and add a bit of scent. It will create a wonderful mist that you can watch swirl above the bowl.

The Emergency Tea Solution. This is my hotel room trick when I check in only to find the room feels a bit off. It also works in any place that gets very restrictive about what you can do - no candles, no warmers, no diffuses, etc. Make a cup of hot water and drop a tea bag or your favorite loose herbs into it. Walk the space using your hand to waft the steam around the room. Repeat as needed. (I've used the free Earl Grey tea provided by the hotel for this and it works. Free hotel coffee is probably horrid enough to scare away anything.)

Spells

Rewrite the spell or write a different spell. The purpose of burning things in a spell is to send energy out (or up). If you burn something, you transform the energy in that thing into spell energy. You just need another way to do that.

Breath and speech are vibrations. So chanting or speaking the words of spell will send their energy out.

Write the words on something that will biodegrade and tie it to a tree. Or for something long-lasting, like protection, write it on a windchime and hanging it in the wind.

Write the words themselves in water or alcohol and let them evaporate into the air.

And there's nothing like speaking or chanting the words while pouring a libation (alcohol is good if available) on the ground. Most gods, guides and spirits appreciate a drink now and then.

(Oh, the whole candle colors thing is fairly modern because candles being easily obtainable in a wide variety of colors is fairly modern. So feel free to be creative in your color use.)

[masiethewriter]

Honored Eternal Path of Demise CH. 10 - Basic Mechanics

Shen Qingqiu can't keep himself from quietly humming the Significant-Item-Pick-Up melody. He knows this is not the first important item he has collected, but this flashlight in particular brings out the Pavlovian response in him. Just how many times did he die and have to collect this very flashlight back when he first played the game? "I got something!" he finally calls out. As Luo Binghe jogs over, he shows him the flashlight. "Great find Senior! Now we can see where we are going." "I don't know how long it will last, so let's get this over with. Before it runs out of battery."

First Chapter ~~ Previous Chapter

Shen Qingqiu does not appreciate the feeling of his clothing sticking to his skin. His glasses have been taken off, hidden safely in his pocket to protect them from the pour. Each step he takes releases a squelch, as his shoes are not made for this kind of weather.

The only time he has gotten a taste of the outside was back on the balcony. At least that had had a small roof to protect against the worst of the rain. Out here, walking on a slick path made of rock, framed only by flower patches and lamp posts, there is nothing in the way of wind or water. 

It is, of course, the same for Luo Binghe, but his protagonist halo means he will only look pitiful when a loving and fertile woman is close by to take care of him. With no such being in range, he instead takes on the look of the lone hero braving the elements.

So far, both of them have stayed quiet. 

There are various reasons for why Shen Qingqiu has not said a word yet. Part of it is to stay in character. The original goods never hid his distaste for Luo Binghe, so here in the beginning, when conflicts have yet to rear their heads, he would most likely stay silent. Don't wanna waste his breath on a worthless beast and all that, bla bla bla. 

Staying in character is also a convenient excuse, because he wouldn't even know what to say. He can't just repeat Ning Yingying’s lines here. That would make no sense coming from the scum villain. There is no script for him to follow this time and improvisation is much riskier to do with a character as smart as Luo Binghe.

Shen Qingqiu joining him in Ning Yingying's place should not have been possible. And yet here he is.

This entire situation is suspicious to the highest degree. Whatever caused Luo Binghe to act out of character like this, Shen Qingqiu has to keep an eye out for it. So, his last reason for staying quiet is that he is waiting for Luo Binghe to speak up first. 

To be the first to reveal a card from his hand.

But Luo Binghe has not said a word since they went outside. He has been guiding them along the path, a few steps ahead. His demeanor has been pure innocence, none of his behavior inconsistent with how he would be expected to act.

Shen Qingqiu’s guard is fully up. All his attention is on Luo Binghe, as he awaits his next move. Nothing unusual will go unnoticed on his watch.

He is so focused on Luo Binghe that he has barely considered the space around them. Mostly been ignoring the outside area so far, which is honestly also making every nerve in his body itch with unease. Being outside like this is way too soon. It goes completely against the narrative for him to be here.

His only consolation is that it is still following Ning Yingying’s story. While he shouldn't be able to take her place at all, it is a comfort the game still continues as he would expect. Following the road out here, lamp posts lighting their way, Shen Qingqiu, for the first time since his death, gets to re-experience the beginning tutorial of the game.

And speaking of tutorials, here comes the first lesson.

Ahead of them, a massive tree hinders their path. The trunk is massive, larger than the both of them and way too big to crawl over. The height of it can only be imagined, as neither end can be seen. The tip and roots hidden in the darkness in each direction, out of reach from any light. Seeing it laying like this, it feels unbelievable for a tree of such a size to no longer stand. And yet here it is, cut down before them, solely for the sake of being in their way.

It has managed to fall in such a way that it is laying askew. If looking from the right direction, some space underneath it will be revealed to be big enough to crawl under. Though, Shen Qingqiu mostly knows this from experience, rather than being able to see it from here.

They both stop, Luo Binghe stepping towards the tree as he studies it closer. Shen Qingqiu follows, but keeps the distance between them. He allows Luo Binghe to think as he himself just admires the sheer size of the trunk. He has no idea what sort it is. For all he knows it is just made up by the game designers, creating it just to be a blockade on the road. Do any trees in the real world get as huge as this?

He tries to think of different trees he knows from his first life and compare their size to this. He is not the outgoing type, never gone camping or the like. Most of his meetings with nature would happen in the nearby park, usually just so he had an excuse for when his family would complain about him staying inside too much. Certainly none of the trees in the park ever got this big, but maybe if he had gone to an actual forest...

Shen Qingqiu is interrupted from his musings when Luo Binghe suddenly calls him over. He has finally found the way underneath. 

"The shadows hide it well, but I think we can crawl underneath here," Luo Binghe explains once he is close enough. "We might get slightly dirty, but it should only take us a second."

"Better than walking in the dark, I suppose" Shen Qingqiu disinterestedly answers. In his mind he can hear the guide explaining which buttons to press to crouch. He kneels down and prepares to go through, When Luo Binghe reaches out to stop him.

His sunshine smile returns as he holds out a hand. He himself has untied his jacket from his waist and slung it over his shoulder instead. Likely to protect it from the mud. 

"Let me go first. I will check that it is safe on the other side." He declares all heroic and gentlemanly.

Shen Qingqiu's only answer is a cold "tsk," as he leans back on his heels. Seeing that he isn't arguing, Luo Binghe goes first. 

Shen Qingqiu does not wait for him to call him over. The second Luo Binghe is out of sight, he follows. It is dark underneath, but light seeps through from both sides. He is not far behind Binghe and even with a tree this massive, it only takes a few seconds to get through. Once he crawls through the other side, he is met with a large hand, palm up.

Shen Qingqiu looks up and his eyes are caught by Luo Binghe’s. The younger adult is using the trunk to keep his balance, as he leans down to help Shen Qingqiu stand up. His sunshine smile has not dimmed in the slightest and his shoulders are relaxed. With his jacket still thrown over his shoulder and the lamp post light creating a halo around him, he is the perfect image of the virtuous hero offering a helping hand.

In any other case Shen Qingqiu would love to see Luo Binghe like this. While he hated the game, he could rarely complain about their characterisation of Binghe. The Luo Binghe of the novels had been in his blackened era for such a long time that seeing white lotus Binghe stay pure for the entire game was a nice change.

But this is just pure suspicion with paranoia on top! There must be a reason for Luo Binghe to invite him outside and there must be a reason for him to act all sweet and innocent! He is playing some kind of game and Shen Qingqiu is too busy being forced to play an awful horror game to join any other! The rules of Honored Eternal Path of Demise may be shitty, but at least he knows them! On the other hand, there is no knowing what is happening inside Luo Binghe's head.

So Shen Qingqiu does not take the offered hand. Instead he keeps his face expressionless, slowly lowering his eyes from Luo Binghes face to the hand in front of him. Neither move for a while until Luo Binghe understands the message. Shen Qingqiu does not see what expression he makes when he steps back. Instead he uses the trunk to push himself up, wiping off the dirt from his pants. First when he feels clean and sophisticated again does he spare Luo Binghe a glance.

The sunshine is gone, but it has not been taken over by clouds. The casual demeanor is still there. Waiting by the side of the road, Luo Binghe stands with both hands in his pockets. Once he sees that Shen Qingqiu is ready, he nods towards the way they are going and then turns to lead them further. Shen Qingqiu follows. 

First Tutorial lesson out of the way, as well as the first Luo Binghe interaction. He is no closer to understanding what Luo Binghe wants, but he is beginning to formulate the beginning of a theory. 

Specifically the theory that Luo Binghe also remembers the loops.

He has no idea if that is even possible. In the original game, only the player remembered the loops, never any of the characters. So there is nothing in the game lore that should be causing this. Of course, it could be the same case as Shen Qingqiu, another unlucky transmigrator landing in this terrible world. But then the question is: why?

Why would they suddenly arrive here? When would it have happened? Could someone else transmigrate at any time? Did they arrive here at the same time as Shen Qingqiu and neither of them noticed before now?

A lot of questions and no answers. If there are any answers to begin with. Shen Qingqiu hasn't fully subscribed to Luo Binghe being a transmigrator yet. Because even if he is, then what happened during the last loop that made them decide to travel with Shen Qingqiu?

Here it is natural to assume they could have been the one that switched out the paper or the stranger that stayed with him when he died. Though neither of those cases would explain the new behavior now. If he was the shadow watching him with Ning Yingying's corpse, now that would make sense. 

If they already had the context of transmigrating from their own experience, what he said to Ning Yingying couldn't be more clear as a confession. Why Luo Binghe was inside in the first place or where he went when Shen Qingqiu tried to see who had been watching him, that would still not be explained. But it would be the most logical motive for why he suddenly wants to be alone with him. 

If Luo Binghe is a transmigrator, then this is all a test. A test to see if Shen Qingqiu is a transmigrator as well. And this is exactly why it is more important than ever for Shen Qingqiu to stay in character and avoid revealing that he is not the original scum villain.

Most would think he would consider it to be a good thing finding that he is not alone in the loops. 

In actuality that would be the most dangerous of all. 

Honored Eternal Path of Demise is a game that pushes their characters to their very edge and afterwards still kicks them into the abyss. No character in this game will stay innocent by the end. Whether by the countless death they will all experience or those they themselves will inevitably cause. Every character is just as likely to be horrifically killed by a monster as they will turn into a monster themselves.

Terrible accidents, uncontrollable emotions, overpowering paranoia, violent insanity or corrupting curses. There are many motives for why murdering one of your friends might suddenly seem desirable. And in a world where your ally can suddenly become your enemy, the resets suddenly become much more of a blessing. 

If Luo Binghe suddenly remembers everything as well, that means that Shen Qingqiu can commit no wrong as long as he is watching. Because those wrongs would still be remembered in upcoming sessions. 

If a transmigrating Luo Binghe suddenly decided that he would be better off not having Shen Qingqiu around...

For all he knows, Luo Binghe is currently luring him to where the Killer first is to get him out of the way early. And this is why Shen Qingqiu can at no point let his guard down. He has already made up his mind that he will beat his survival record in this session. 

No matter what it takes!

Further ahead, multiple of the light posts have broken down. A few of them are still blinking, but the light is too weak to show anything. Much further they can see there are still some working, but this leaves a long stretch of the path in utter darkness. Besides the outline of some bushes, there is nothing they can see.

"Should we just try to walk through? The path has been safe so far," Luo Binghe asks.

"You are welcome to go first. I will just wait here," Shen Qingqiu answers. Even if he didn't remember what the darkness holds, he already has experience with traps hidden outside of sight. The game has made it clear that he should not try his luck.

Neither does Luo Binghe. Of course the hero is not stupid enough to walk in blind. 

If there is someone else in Luo Binghes body, then Shen Qingqiu will give them props for saying their lines perfectly. Of course the dialogue changes slightly depending on his own words, but so far Binghes words have almost been the same as when he is with Ning Yingying. Really, there is a frustrating lack of proof that this could be a transmigrator acting as Luo Binghe.

"There must be something that can help us. I would hate for us to go back empty handed like this." Luo Binghe mutters to himself.

He likely doesn’t expect an answer, but that does not stop Shen Qingqiu: "If we go back now we might find Ning Yingying has already contacted the police and that we are wasting our time."

His words just cause Luo Binghe to laugh.

"I don't think you really believe that, Senior Shen."

Of course he doesn't! If it was that easy, what kind of horror game would this be? Whatever Ning Yingying is doing, he can be certain she is not having more luck than he had! Even if she manages to get the spiritbox and have begun to explore the upper floor, he wanna bet that she would be just as challenged by the music puzzle as he was!

Well, whatever she is doing, she still has some time. This is only the second part of the tutorial that they have reached. 

This time he helps Luo Binghe explore the area. Mostly because he can see Luo Binghe is looking in the totally wrong place and he doesn't want to wait. This is a point for this still being NPC-Binghe as he is exactly where he is meant to be. This is a lesson for the player after all. 

To not make it too obvious that he knows what to look for, he does waste some time checking the area. There is not much they can look at while staying in the light, but he still lets a few minutes pass. Then he checks between two bushes at the edge of the road.

He finds a partially broken flashlight. 

It does not look pretty. It has begun to rust and part of the glass is broken off. It is heavy in his hand when he picks it up, but clicking on the button, it does shoot out its light.

Shen Qingqiu can't keep himself from quietly humming the Significant-Item-Pick-Up melody. He knows this is not the first important item he has collected, but this flashlight in particular brings out the Pavlovian response in him. Just how many times did he die and have to collect this very flashlight back when he first played the game?

"I got something!" he finally calls out. As Luo Binghe jogs over, he shows him the flashlight.

"Great find Senior! Now we can see where we are going."

"I don't know how long it will last, so let's get this over with. Before it runs out of battery."

"You lead the way," Luo Binghe says, indicating with his hands the same sentiment. Shen Qingqiu takes them back to the darkened path.

As he lights up the road with the flashlight, they can see it is covered in bushes. Bushes that are very different from the ones they have seen so far. They are each the same size as Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu, their leaves full of sharp edges and thorns along the branches. They don't look like something you want to walk into and as Luo Binghe studies them closer, Shen Qingqiu can't help but push him back.

"Don't touch them. You will come to regret it if any of them touch your skin," he warns.

"Senior Shen knows of these plants?" Luo Binghe asks. 

Shen Qingqiu hums as he begins to lead them safely through the bushes. The flashlight has revealed a safe strip of road they can walk along. The clear path is quite narrow though, so Luo Binghe stays closely behind him. Occasionally he has to lay a hand on Shen Qingqiu’s shoulder, so as not to lose him in a turn.

"They are poisonous. Not deadly, but one touch will make you want to scratch your skin off. Better not risk anything," he explains.

"Why would they grow on the road like this?"

"Likely for the same reason that tree hadn't been removed either. It doesn't look like this place has been maintained for a long time. Or to deter uninvited guests? If you have the right tools to collect them, the leaves are said to make excellent tea, so that could also be a reason for why they are grown here."

"Hmm, Senior sure is knowledgeable."

Shen Qingqiu almost stops. He forces his feet to keep moving, not giving any outward sign of what he is thinking. 

Shit! 

Did he just give himself away? Would it be weird for the original goods to know this? He just wanted to warn Luo Binghe, he did not think sharing this kind of info was bad. He will have to be even more careful!

"If you kept attention in class you would know this too. This is very common knowledge, even the biggest morons from our school should know this," he quickly scolds. Fuck, now he really hopes Luo Binghe is not a transmigrator! He swears he can feel Luo Binghes breath on his neck, like he is suddenly much closer. Is it just him or can he suddenly feel Binghes heat against his back?!

"Sorry Senior, I will make sure to pay better attention in the future," Luo Binghe dutifully promises. Before he can ask further questions, Shen Qingqiu hurries them out of the maze, the labyrinth of bushes suddenly making him feel claustrophobic.

They get free from the bushes and finally Shen Qingqiu can step away from Luo Binghe. Sweat is running down his back and It is like he can suddenly breathe freely again. He does not wipe his forehead for the sole reason not to give anything away. As he looks over towards Luo Binghe, the other looks fine. Like their little conversation in the maze was just that - Idle smalltalk. 

Shen Qingqiu is about to have enough of this. They are nearing the end of the tutorials and it is time to find out what Luo Binghes agenda is. If he is just an innocent NPC acting strangely or a transmigrator luring him into a deadly trap. From here they can see the top of the exit gate, the one meant to leave them away from this nightmare. Shen Qingqiu knows they will not have to walk much further before they will see a dark mass leaning against it. 

Pocketing the flashlight, Shen Qingqiu leads them the rest of the way. Luo Binghe keeps up, never letting the distance between them grow too far. 

As they draw nearer, Shen Qingqiu mentally prepares himself for the soon meeting of a dead body.

[toubledrouble]

In the honor of my uranium post, here are more things my chemistry teacher has said and done:

Explained that actually electro cars are stupidly unecological because they use lithium batteries - creating them ruins the environment and we have no clue how to get rid of them

Microplastics in our blood are his favourite topic

Artificially supplied hormones and how they get from our bodies through the sewer systems to water (we can't filter them) where they mess up fish and make them gay (then the fish die) and then apparently make people gay. Somehow. He didn't elaborate because he was too busy with calculating how many gay people should statistically be in our class (it was like 3.5 btw)

Keeps bringing up how he supports gay people because there isn't enough love in the world ("but you at the last desk please do whatever you're doing at home, this is a chemistry class")

Explained how his hearing and sight work - apparently, now he can't enjoy much music because his hearing makes them sound out of tune

Talked about their fave kdramas with my friend

So many 'fun' stories from his past jobs (like when one of his university students committed suicide by poisoning himself with something they were working with in the middle of his class. Out of unrequited love. It was a very dangerous solution or something and he died before they could help him)

Frequently reminds us that we shouldn't swing on our chairs because he has already seen a human brain on the floor and doesn't really want to repeat that experience (another work accident)

The last class before Christmas break, he came in in full Christmas themed clothing (an ugly sweater, a winter had with a white front that he turned into a snowman, reindeer shoes, you name it)

Calculated how many wind turbines would it take to replace Temelín

Proceeded to calculate that they would make a straight line from said Temelín to Belgium

When our medic group was at a competition, he came to walk with us and our teacher with a tote bag where he had bananas that he then handed out and made us eat them

Also gave us good marks for participating in the competition because safety is important in a lab

Complained that we as a country care too much about other ecological/economical problems when we have our own ("mně je tygřík usurijský srdečně u prdele")

Talked about how our economy went to shit with the nazis and them the communists. Again, in chemistry, for some reason

He follows our school meme page (I'm one of the creators so this made me happy) and he laughs at the memes, even the ones about him

Told me that moravians (for context: I'm moravian but now live in central bohemia) are the best people

Made fun ways to explain chemistry to us when someone didn't understand the original versions (instead of repeating how one atom replaces another and creates a different solution, he made an explanation using relationships so people could relate and understand better)

Genuenly seemed like he was going to cry when I gave him homemade fancy decorated gingerbread (because mom is amazing and decorating it)

Always checks what book am I reading and talks to me about it for a bit

Doesn't mind when I zone out in class and miss a question which is so nice

When he saw our 'time till we leave' countdown, he said we may be happy but he will be sad and will miss us

Said that men are a dead end branch of evolution (loosely translated from "slepá vývojová větev") and had facts to back that claim up

Told us how someone poisoned his coworker by switching ethanol, which he poured into his morning tea, for methanol

Gave us a literal sheet with numbers of classes and exams that we will have. Like "lesson 24: carbohydrates I" so that we could prepare ahead

Cancelled final exam because he didn't feel like teaching (and because it wouldn't fix anyone's grade anyway) but then decided to make it voluntary in case someone would actually want to take it

Played 'calming Japanese music' during a test

Kept the nickname "Gargamel" that students gave him because he seriously looks a lot like him

He keeps all the gifts from his past students in his chemistry classrom/lab (it's 2 in 1)

Always tells us not to sit on the floor because we will get sick and won't be able to have children (aka the most slavic thing ever said)

Always has a speech about trash and the existence of trashcans when he sees some trash on the floor

When someone is being too stupid even for his patience, he says "I get that you have one brain cell that is jumping around trying to find its friends so hard it gave itself a concussion, but-"

Assigned us numbers based on the alphabetical order of our last names and made us sign tests with it to keep it anonymous so he can just throw them out without having to worry about our names being leaked (yeah it's a whole thing) because getting rid of the papers otherwise takes too long

[kissofthemis]

“Look, it’s a mistletoe. I guess you have to kiss me.”

“As if I need another reason, your already as cute as it is.”

Marius

Rosa thought she understood the concept of a corporate holiday party.

After all, she had attended Themis Law Firm's holiday party before, and that always felt like a large event to her. Aside from attorneys and staff and their families, Celestine would also invite clients to come celebrate their triumphs and relish in the joy of the past year. The holiday party was as much a festive event as it was a networking event, and more often than not Rosa would find herself absolutely drained by the time she returned home. Even as friendly as she was, she could only smile and keep up pleasantries for so long with so many strangers; her social battery ran out of juice quickly.

Pax's holiday party, however?

Rosa wouldn't have been surprised if a god truly was scheduled to arrive, based on the grandiose splendor that radiated from the venue from floor to ceiling.

The glitz, glamour, and glitter nearly blinded Rosa as soon as she entered the building, and she had to delicately place a hand over her eyes to deflect some of the harsh, artificial lights pouring from every corner and reflecting off every golden piece of tableware. The chatter surrounded her on all sides, no matter which way she turned, even as she tried to avoid the large clusters of businessmen and politicians to take refuge by the snack table or even the restroom.

'I don't belong in a place like this.'

Once the thought emerged, she couldn't clear it out of her head. The lightning strike of anxiety and insecurity cast resounding echoes that thundered and down her spine. At this stage in her life and her career, she was nowhere near the level of sophistication and reputation that she needed to attend such a lavish event. She wasn't a celebrity, nor was she a senior attorney. She could barely maintain her own contacts and often relied on Artem for assistance in communicating with their joint clients.

How could someone as insignificant as her stand amongst the top members of society without burning to ash in the heat of her own embarrassment and shame?

"...iss."

"Miss! Missy! Miss Angel from heaven, you can take more than one dessert, you know?"

A familiar voice, deep and cool, snapped Rosa out of her thunderstorm of thoughts. Carefully she turned her head toward the source, only to find herself tipping her chin back to meet the eyes of the tall, smirking young man before her.

"The way you've been standing here with such an intense look on your face, I had to come save you," Marius cooed, taking a step closer to gently pat Rosa on top of her head. "I know your sweet tooth is fierce, so I wanted to make sure that you knew you could try as many of these desserts as you w-- Miss?"

Marius took a half-step back in surprise, sliding his hand down from the top of Rosa's head to gently cup her cheek. "Miss, I know you're relieved, but crying is a little..." His voice trailed off on an uncomfortable note. "Hey, are you alright?"

Rosa was absolutely mortified as she felt hot tears sting the corners of her eyes, but she could not prevent them from beginning to slowly trickle down her reddening cheeks. "I..." Why was she crying, anyway? Humiliation? Fear? Or perhaps... relief? "I'm just really happy to see you...."

Relief in a familiar face that could always make her feel like she belonged.

Gently Marius rubbed the corner of her eye with his thumb, wiping away a couple of stray tears. He then slid his arm around her shoulders and led her toward a side hallway removed from the main ruckus of the holiday party. "I know it's an honor to see me, Miss," he murmured, "but crying is a new one."

Rosa had enough spunk in her still to elbow him lightly in the ribs. "There's a first time for everything," she huffed, before lifting her hand to wipe a few more tears away. "Is my face all blotchy and puffy? Is there a restroom nearby?"

Marius paused for a moment at the end of the hall, looking both ways as he pondered. "I know the men's room is this way, so the women's room..."

Suddenly he turned his head, and his violet eyes glimmered with a smidge of surprise, a tinge of trepidation, and a hint of humor.

“Look, it’s a mistletoe." He pointed overhead. You followed his gaze and surely enough, a mistletoe hung over your heads; you must have missed it because your vision was still clouded from crying. With a small, feeble chuckle, Marius continued, "I guess you have to kiss me.”

He sounded half-hearted, as if he did not expect you to actually carry through the silly tradition given the state you were in.

Much to his surprise, you replied with a grin, “As if I need another reason. You're already cute as it is.”

Marius von Hagen was your holiday miracle, after all.

[compo67]

Slowly, but Surely (Don't Call Me Shirley)

Hello, hello.

i am slowly, but surely, recharging my creative batteries. There's less pressure now, but with good things happening. A detailed account of what's been happening. All below the cut. TLDR at the end.

Let's start with the good.

I went to the Big Gay Market in Madison, WI for the weekend. It was marvelous. There were people of all kinds of genders, an affirming and friendly environment, and so many creatives. I felt like I was in community and it's been a long time since I've felt that way. I was sad when it ended. But I bought the most beautiful wreath to hang in my room. I'll snap a picture of it when I can.

I studied the entire month of June, whenever I had a spare moment and for dedicated study sessions.

I made a total of 300 flashcards, wrote 40 pages in my notebook, used 2 test prep books, 3 learning system books, a 100 page summary of competencies, and 2 apps. I answered 2800 practice questions on those apps. I practiced and practiced until I reached at least an 80% in each competency.

And what happened?

I PASSED.

I kicked that exam in the ass! When I saw "passed" on the screen, I nearly whooped in the testing center. I cried in my car as I relayed the news to my mom, who is also an HR professional. I could not believe it. I still can't. Cal Owens, SHRM-CP. It feels SO GOOD to have letters after my name.

I'm also still on that high of completing my HR Management certificate with "high honors" and then earning my SHRM certification right after it.

Then, at the end of May, right before my birthday, I sent in an application to the Arboretum nearby. They were looking for an HR Coordinator. And they weren't requiring at least 3 years experience or a BS in HR. After the radio silence for a month and a half, I gave up on them getting back to me. I sent a follow-up email, as instructed by my mentor, and still no reply. I figured I was set aside and I moved on to apply for more jobs.

Lo and behold, the Arb emailed last week and offered me a phone interview! I spoke with their Talent Acquisition specialist way past the 30 minute time slot, which I took as a good sign. Next step was to have a virtual meeting.

But guess what? They invited me for an in-person meeting instead! My interview was at 9 AM CST yesterday. it was LOVELY. i genuinely enjoyed speaking to the Sr HR Manager. We chatted for almost 90 minutes. It went by so fast. I felt like I had answers to all her questions, however, I wonder if I was direct and clear enough? I haven't interviewed since 2021, and before that since 2016. So I know I'm rusty, I hope my enthusiasm for the role got noticed.

I should know by early next week if they will move me to the third and final round--meeting the VP of HR. The Coordinator will be responsible for managing the VP of HR's schedule in Google. I just learned how to do scheduling in Outlook, I'm sure I can do it in Google.

Anyway! I can see myself working there. The pay meets the market for that kind of job around here, and the benefits are exceptional. And the view from the admin building? Beautiful. There's just a small lane to walk through from the parking lot to the building. I felt like I was in Jane Austen novel. *Dreamy sigh.*

Fingers crossed.

Okay, so let's get the not-so-good stuff over with.

Caregiving for my father continues to be a challenge. I am the only one of his 3 kids he 100% trusts and is close to. I don't get a lot of support from my sisters because A) he prefers me to handle things and B) they don't offer. I always have to ask, and even then, most of the time I end up doing the thing anyway. Sigh.

I tried a bunch of adaptive equipment things for my dad in June. I bought him an electric tea kettle that sits in a cradle and tips over to pour so you don't have to lift it. Well, it works okay for that, but he can't see how much he's filled the kettle. So that went back. I found a pen that "talks" to you. That's been a game changer. You get special labels with bumps on them, tap the pen to the label, and you can record a sound clip! so i attached them to every medication he has in the house. he's been using the pen! Now I just need to convince him to use his white cane.

Watching my dad go through losing his vision has been very difficult. He's a completely different man than the one I knew just 5 years ago. Little by little, things are changing and that change can get overwhelming. I did manage to find him a peer to peer phone program for folks with low vision. He gets a call every month to chat with a lady name Yvies from New Jersey and just talk about what it's like being low vision. I am so grateful to her. The organization will be creating a caregiver support group in the fall and I am on the waitlist.

So, yes. I've gotten overwhelmed at some points, impatient at others, but I show up. In the future, I want to know, that without a doubt, I was there for my father. I just need to figure out how to balance this and find ways to get help.

I continue to miss Henry and my grandma.

Sometime between this past Saturday and Sunday, I fell ill. Like, nauseated, dizzy, lightheaded. [Content Warning: The GI System Going Whack] Then Sunday, I could not retain food or water. I held out for Monday and Tuesday to see if I got better with a little imodium and zofran. Wednesday morning at 7:30 AM, I called my doctor and she said, "Get thee to the ER."

So, I went. My mother was with me. In miracles of all miracles, I only had to wait an hour to be seen in the ER. I was there from 8 AM to 12:30 PM and in that period of time, I got an ultrasound, labs, an IV with a bag of saline, pain meds, and reassurance that my gallbladder and liver were doing fine. And no one misgendered me. It was a good ER trip.

The ER doctor and my PCP have no idea what knocked me out for 5 days. Could have been a virus. Could have been a side effect of mounjaro. It'll be a mystery for the ages, I suppose...

Of course, it took a huge toll on my body. Today was the first day I felt almost normal again. No bloating, no cramping, no burping, and no intense pain in my abdomen. Yay! I am supposed to be eating "light," but dammit, I deserved pasta tonight and I'm not going to regret it!

I also, in my journey through illness, reached the Medicare donut hole. I have to spend $8,000 before my advantage plan will start paying for my meds again. I have to pay 25% of the cost of all drugs. Thank goodness I was able to get on a patient assistance program for my antidepressant, because I could not afford it otherwise. I've moved all my meds, except two, to be generics. I am always trying to cut the cost down as much as I can, whether it's through GoodRx, OptumRx, or Costco. I spend most of my SSDI money on healthcare, medication, and treatments. If we had free universal healthcare, I would have been able to save up all this money, dagnabit.

The difficult things have been... well... difficult. But they are outnumbered by the good things, which makes me smile.

I am excited to be excited about working again. I am doing my best to visualize myself in that role, going into *my* office and sitting at *my* desk. I see myself growing in that department and becoming a specialist in all things HR. This is what I did as I interviewed for the 24/7 Helpline and I got that job. I saw myself getting on a train to Chicago every day until they'd let me go remote. I saw myself as a city queer again. I felt the train to the city already underneath me. I get that feeling with this role. I feel like, if I get it, I will have a Mary Tyler Moore moment.

She's gonna make it after all!

Thank you, if you've red this far. Thank you if you send good vibes for this Arb job. Thank you for just being here. Hell, thank you for being you.

One of my uncles will be visiting us from Chile in early August. I am eager for him to arrive and spend time with us. I know my mom could really use his support and sense of humor right now.

So I will be driving them (and my father, if I can convince him to join us) all around Chicago and the burbs. I hope to gather some TCV ideas from the places we will go. It's exciting to think about.

I really want to take a small trip to Cedarburg, WI. Spend a night there in a bnb, and take in all the shops and restaurants. But my car's oil needs to be changed and my brakes too, so I will have to hold off on traveling for a while.

I would like to get back to work because it's work, but I would also like to get back to contributing to my 401k, saving, paying off my medical debt and car, traveling, and actually affording medication without (too much) sacrifice. Medicare, I was told, would be cheaper than private insurance. Well, I couldn't afford a supplement, so I got stuck with an Advantage Plan. And it's not all that bad (I've met my out of pocket max), but man, do they make it hard to succeed in the system and this is a system primarily designed for seniors??? Sigh.

Anyway!

There you have it. A detailed account of things that I have been up to or coping with or working on since mid-May.

Hockey is gone. Thank goodness the Oilers didn't win the cup. Pavs retired. Wedgie was traded. Delly was traded. Faksa and Tanev were traded. We kept Dutchy, but that was about it. With a burning passion of a thousand suns, I hate Dumba and DeSmith. They will never be my Stars.

Okay. So. Where does this leave me now?

Well, I am slowly getting back "into" my work as an author. I'm hoping I can read a book or two in the next two weeks. I am inspired by the creativity of others and now that I've passed my exam, I have more free time to read and plot things out in my head.

It also helps to you know... not be extremely dehydrated.

Holy smokes, it's late. And this is long.

TLDR: Lots of caregiving, looking for jobs, studying, and recharging has happened in my break from writing. I am focused on securing a job at the Arboretum. I passed my SHRM-CP exam. I had an ER visit this week, but feel much better now.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for taking the care to read this. I appreciate y'all and the safe space y'all have made for me. I'm so glad I get to lean on this cozy, peaceful corner of fandom.

One last time--thank you.

Let's chat more.

-Cal

[movedtodykedvonte]

Have you got any specific hcs about queen and spamton?

I have a few as someone who is obsessed with the story of the cyber world before we get there in-game.

Most mansion guests are invited by Queen after their success is seen or she becomes interested in them. Spamton was unique in that he actually pitched himself and bigshot autos to her

She was of course intrigued by this overzealous barely 5-foot ad she never ever heard of and was like "LMAO Let's See What You Got."

Queen quickly grew fond of how bumbling but determined Spamton was, kinda like a Cosmo and Wanda-esque relationship (both dummies but in different departments)

Spamton wanted to prove he could sell to anyone even the Queen herself and was shocked she actually let him in. Thought she was gonna be more strict only to see her put on wheelies and fall face first into a plate of spaghetti code.

Immediately knew there was no way to fuck this up and kinda got a crush.

Spamton and Queen weren't a thing in the traditional sense, more so buddies that were odd and didn't question each other's oddness so they got along really well

Like if Spamton asked if a shopping cart could make it across the battery acid pool with them in it Queen wouldn't think twice before ordering a cart and having the Swatchlings set a ramp

Of course, there was a rumor on what they did on private meeting nights or if the gifts they exchanged were because of profits and honor the Queen or y'know...

Drinking buddies, Spamton has a surprising tolerance for his short stature and the Queen loves any excuse to pour a big glass of battery acid.

Spamton let her vent to him. It was rare someone backed up her feelings of not liking her position and Spam of course could understand and console her

Liked to take her on rides in his Cungadero and Queen liked how average it felt like she related to her citizens more. It was a normal night on the town with someone who knew it and truly lived as a cyber citizen. She liked getting stuck in traffic with him or him almost hitting another car. She felt vulnerable and not completely implacable but not unsecured. He liked that he was finally meeting someone's expectations.

I feel like the Queen was aware of him being off as an ad but she enjoys that part of him. Like it makes her feel like she's succeeding as a Queen when even the off-citizens can prosper

Was not aware of the phone and just thought Spamton had a finicky client thought she should've asked more questions when his downfall came

Honestly, he was more like her blorbo than anything else

Like dude could get away with a lot but he never pushed his luck

She was his girl boss slay queen u_u,

If she asked he would make a car model that's whole purpose was just to blow up despite that being awful for profits

When she had to kick him out, she offered a temporary apartment or condition to let him stay if he wanted to be something more mundane. For reasons, he wouldn't explain he declined

She lets Swatch sell the bowties cause she can't seem to justify completely erasing him from the mansion.

She also kept a pipis but you'll be hard-pressed to find where.

Spam doesn't rip the poster by his dumpster completely off cause he considers it the only official picture they had taken together

To be honest I ship and don't ship them. Like they weren't in love but they were two objectively weird people who think alike but have completely different backstories on to why. They could be open and be themselves around each other even if there were things they couldn't share with each other. It was more like those two weirdly intimate friends who everyone thought were a thing only for you to ask and they both fake vomit about it. They still joke about the idea.

[twothpaste]

fic snippet about emotional labor, and weeping children, and how it does in fact take a village 😢

Sheep ain't the best with tears.

They remember Lucas, n' their comrades, n' all sorts of folks sobbin' their guts out, in the wintry months that followed the Dragon's rise. How they themself'd slink away to their shoebox, at the very back of the Yado Inn. Try to gulp down their guilt, with a watery bowl of canned soup. There was a time, ages later, when Dr. Westwood needed their internal battery ripped out and swapped with a new one. An ordeal so deathly precarious, it choked a snivel or two from Sheep's former Commander. Andnonuts'd kicked the bucket, though. Far be it from them to leave the kid hangin', all over again. They recall him covering his face, with a tooth clenching cringe. And them tellin' him it was alright, in a cracking voice. While they politely minded his exposed wiring, instead of his red eyes. Sheep was at his side, too, the first time a Capyburra passed. A hand on his shoulder's some sorta progress. Probably. Never mind how they froze up, when he snagged them in a tight, trembling hug. The way their stalwart colleague's chipper veneer shattered, in all of an instant. Revealing what really lay beneath. Just some poor, stranded, cryin' kid. Who'd already borne far too much loss, in so few years.

Yeah. Sheep'd been paralyzed, then. Stunned stupid. Beyond words - much less any helpful ones. When Claus thanked them for bein' there, they could scarcely fathom why.

With that big psychic brain of hers, Abelle seems to catch onto the electrician's cowardice. And honor it. As she marches through the gore and ruin, with her head held high. Holds a tough front, tears locked up tight - 'til the moment she's back in Bronson's arms.

Sheep resigns themself to a can of chicken noodle, tonight.

Bronson, of course, is just as much a coward. Though far more practiced. He'd weathered all manner of sobs and storms, at the White Ship's helm. N' all sorts since, when those tall sails crept back through the fog, into the memories of he n' his people. The un-blacksmith, clumsy as ever, had offered Abbey a drink. She shook her head, softly. Said she never touched the stuff. Preferred to feel her feelin's, no matter how dreadful. Sipped a tall glass o' water, while Jackie cast pensive frowns from the bar. Bronson paced himself. Meagerly nursing a scotch. She must've been ten or eleven, she told him. Clutchin' his hand for dear life. He recalls carryin' her. The deserter turned liferaft. How heavy she felt upon his shoulder. Though tiny, gaunt, and half-starved. Hardly bigger than her stuffed animal. It was a lion, he was pretty sure. She thought so, too.

Abelle doesn't ask that much of him. She sniffles quietly, with both rain boots planted firm in the bloodied rust. He catches himself glad of it. If only for one selfish, shameful moment. Then hugs her closer, as if to make up for it. The geezer who's seen it all. The whippersnapper who's seen not a damn thing. No worse than a skinned knee. 'Til here n' now.

She turns, peeking between his grasp, when Hox calls Kumatora's name. Shakes herself free, and comes running, at the first sight of hot pink. Buries herself against the strongest motherfucker here. N' lets the wailing take her at last. Telepathic torrents of red, pouring relentless from sundered seams.

"Aw.. Aw, hey. Shh," Kuma shushes. From those same, chapped, good night lips. Patting her raincoat-slick back. With a half-mitten of gauze and band-aids. The night's dim obscures her eyes' baggy bloodshot.

When she was girlie's age, a cryin' kid in her arms'd been yet another coward's gauntlet.

By now? It ain't nothin' novel.

"Thaaat's it… Cry it all out for me, that's it.. Heh. S'over n' done with, lil' miss. We're alright, see? We're all here, on the other side…"

[francebonapartiste]

Parce que la musique a toujours accompagné nos valeureux soldats sur le champs de bataille, nous mettons à l'honneur dans cette publication notre partenaire lors de cette très belle journée du 5 mai 2023 aux Invalides à Paris : La Batterie des Grognards de Haute Alsace (B.G.H.A.)

Nous vous réservons une vidéo dans une prochaine publication ;)

***

Because music has always accompanied our brave soldiers on the battlefield, we honor in this publication our partner on this beautiful day of May 5, 2023 at the Invalides in Paris: La Batterie des Grognards de Haute Alsace (B.G.H.A.)

We reserve you a video in a future publication;)

Crédit photo : Ronald Rival pour France Bonapartiste

[writerrelapse]

It Rains Aboard the February

Short thing I wrote while abroad. SciFi Horrorish? Might revisit some time to do more with it.

Please check out the tags for trigger warnings. Gonna list 'em up here too:

#tw child death #tw blood #tw gore #tw overt racism #tw mention of unaliving

"I heard this thing can go twice as fast as those military planes. You know, the ones radar can't see," said Markus, watching the sun arc over the curve of the world from the porthole of the February. He swirled his cocktail in one hand, pressed a finger to the impossibly thick glass.

"Are you all set, sir?" the server at his elbow asked. Her nametag said something he didn't know how to pronounce.

"Sure," he replied, waving her away. 

She left with a click of heels and the whoosh of heavily filtered air. He'd have to tell Lockheed about the sound the door made--too loud, disruptive. The instinct to check his smartwatch came and went. He was supposed to be on vacation; no emails, no conference calls--something cold touched the back of his neck and he wiped at it, distracted by the swirl of clouds over Canada. If he asked, maybe the pilot would let him use one of the telescopes to find Sarah sitting on the back porch of her mother's house where she'd fled from the states, from him, her hands dirty with garden dirt. 

Markus drank the rest of his cocktail, nose wrinkling. Vacation, he reminded himself. He was in orbit on Lockheed's dime, for chrissakes. Jettisoned as far away from everything as humanly possible by the fuel of grit and prosperity, good service, good practice and long nights standing between Lockheed and the budding union heads in untailored suits.

He left the lounge for the spa. A massage would get his mind off things.

***

Stretched out on his stomach, he floated in the red warmth behind his eyelids, Anita's blunt knuckles kneading at a knot in the meat of his shoulder. He grunted when her weight bore down.

Anita asked, "Good? Bad?"

"Fine," he said. A little pain meant it was working. The white noise playing from the ceiling speakers changed to the hiss of soft rain, the hum of an engine, the padding under him fine Italian leather. "Can you change the noise?" he asked.

The masseuse hummed, her soft footsteps going to the side table. "Batteries are dead. Lo siento, I will find more," she apologized, hurrying out. 

Markus grumbled and shifted on the table under the towel. Water hit him, cold and wet, slithering down his arm. "Anita, what the fuck is leaking?" he called. 

"La lluvia," said a girl's voice above the sound of traffic and water dripping into a gutter. 

Markus shoved himself up onto his elbows and craned his neck. Who the fuck had brought their kid--

She stood in a paisley raincoat in the shadow beyond the doorway, dripping water onto the shining plex floor. 

Markus grabbed at the towel around his waist, scrambling off the table. He slipped and landed hard on his hip, "Fuck." He could see her small legs and her rainboots between the legs of the massage table. 

Don't worry, Lockheed had told him. We'll deal with it. It was raining. You didn't see her. You hydroplaned. Accidents happen. The car was brand new and so fast, he wasn't used to it yet, he didn't know how the light had been red. Horrible tragedy, not worthy of manslaughter, your honor. Mister Markus Holland regrets--

"La lluvia," said the girl in the raincoat. 

Then it poured in buckets, soaking through his towel, hammering against his shoulders. The room would fill. He would drown. No matter the sleeping pills, the drinks, the company bonuses--he would drown.

"Mister Holland," Anita said, standing over him, brown eyes large and worried, dry. "Did you fall?"

No girl, no water. Markus clambered to his feet. "No, I--did you bring a goddamn kid here?" he yelled. He must've seen her welfare brat running around somewhere and it made him remember.

Anita blinked. "No, no there are no children on the ship, Mister Holland," she answered. "Do you...want me to work more on you or?"

Markus stormed out, tying the towel at his waist with shaking fingers. He should've been keeping up with the sleeping pills, even if they made him feel like shit in the morning. Lack of sleep could make a person hallucinate. In his room he took a dose, pulled on a pair of lounge pants and went to the large, plush bed to wait for them to kick in and his heart to stop hammering. It wasn't his fault. The Porsche had been fast--his first luxury car--the rain had been dense. Could happen to anyone.

The ceiling was made of asphalt, glistening with water and puddle mirrors. Her body was crumpled against the drain, leg at a wrong angle, fingers curled limp and pale. 

He opened his mouth to scream. Water dripped from her hair into the back of his throat. No, no. It had been--

"La lluvia," she said, head lolling like it would come off.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry--"

Her eyes looked at him, glassy and discolored. One disoriented in the socket and showing pink muscle. 

"They needed me. I was their golden boy. I couldn't go down for--for--"

Droplets let go from her fingers, tinged with red as they hit his face. The girl's eyes had been the same hazel as Sarah's as she'd served him divorce papers,"You can keep the car."

"I don't want the car. I don't want the money."

"You did, and you got them."

***

Sarah stretched out on the weathered porch boards, giving her back a break from pulling weeds out of the vegetable bed. The rabbits had done a number on it but she had more chicken wire coming. Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she checked the number. 'Ralph LOCKHEED.' She didn't remember his last name anymore. Not that it mattered. She answered him with, "If you're going to try and apologize for Markus again, I'm tossing my phone in the creek."

"No," he answered quickly. "Don't hang up. Listen, Markus passed. The cops are investigating because he left a will. Emailed it out just before his death. He left you a lot of his assets. The rest are going to the mother of that girl he hit and, get this, a couple union heads he'd busted."

Sarah heard herself ask, "Did he kill himself?"

"That's the story the cops are going with, but here's the thing. He drowned."

"But...he was on the February, right? That fancy billionaire's spaceship?"

"Yes,” Ralph answered. “And he drowned."

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4500mAh Batterie Honor HB516590EFW pour Honor 70 Pro Nouvelle

Si vous cherchez une nouvelle HB516590EFW batterie pour votre Honor 70 Pro, le site Batterie Expert(batteriexpert.com) dispose d’une batterie pour Honor 70 Pro. D’une capacité de 4500mAh et avec une tension de 3.87V, notre batterie est faite avec les meilleurs composants disponibles. Toutes nos batteries Honor HB516590EFW sont identiques aux 100 % compatible originals et au prix favorable! Haute Qualité, Prix bas, Livraison et Rapide!

4500mAh Batterie Honor HB516590EFW pour Honor 70 Pro Nouvelle

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Cette batterie est compatible avec: for Honor 70 Pro for Honor 70 Pro Plus

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La batterie de mauvais qualité n'est pas stable pendant le fonctionnement, ce qui endommagera votre équipement et vous risquera la sécurité. Notre batterie de remplacement pour Honor HB516590EFW a passé des certifications délivrées par les autorités internationales, telles que CE, UL, ROHS, etc. Cette batterie pour Honor HB516590EFW est monté avec les cellules de la qualité A+ et les puces intelligentes de qualité supérieure TI. Elle se charge plus rapidement, a de meilleures performances et une durée de vie plus longue. Elle a une variété de fonctions de protection, qui peuvent efficacement prévenir les risques courants tels que le court-circuit, surchauffe et surtension.

Conseils d'entretien La batterie pour Honor 70 Pro doit subir au moins une charge par mois pour se préserver de l'effet mémoire et éviter que sa tension ne chute trop bas. Une HB516590EFW batterie au repos trop longtemps risque de perdre ses performances, voire de ne plus fonctionner du tout.

Ne laisser jamais descendre votre batterie Lithium ion HB516590EFW en dessous de 20% de capacité avant de la recharger.

La batterie pour Honor HB516590EFW est livrée avec un reliquat de charge. Il est nécessaire de la charger avant son utilisation. Il est également recommandé de charger et décharger votre nouvelle batterie pour Honor 70 Pro 2 à 5 fois pour obtenir sa capacité maximale.

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THE CROWN - Crown of Thorns

The Crown est un groupe suédois de death metal mélodique, originaire de Trollhättan. Après le très accrocheur « Royal Destroyer » sorti en 2021, le quintette composé de Johan Lindstrand – Chant, Marko Tervonen – Guitare, le retour de Marcus Sunesson - Guitare solo , et depuis 2022 de Mattias Rasmussen –basse (qui vient plutôt d'un milieu punk/crust, et il a écrit « I Hunt with the Devil » et « Mind Collapse » pour l'album) et Mikael Norén – batterie, a fait des choix créatifs très différents pour s'assurer que les 10 chansons de « Crown of Thorns » constitueraient une collection unique, quitte à sortir un peu plus de leur zone de confort.

Le groupe décharge son groove mélodique, lourd, épique et surtout punk thrashy, l’amertume provient de quelques arômes pas assez épiques pour ma part. Crown of Thorns a été mixé et masterisé par Jonas Kjellgren (Black Lounge Studios), un fan de longue date du groupe.

Il est à noter que l’accordage de la guitare est différent : « Nous avons décidé de passer de C à D », explique Tervonen. « Nous avons joué un accordage standard en Mi sur nos quatre premiers albums, puis nous sommes lentement passés à D et à partir de P13 et plus loin, nous sommes descendus à C. Nous avons donc inversé le cours des choses et remontons lentement vers E ! Mais l'accordage en D plus léger a ajouté tellement de meilleurs souffles et de meilleures tonalités que nous avons senti qu'il manquait un peu sur certains des derniers disques. » dixit Tervonen

Au niveau des paroles, Tervonen a suivi les conseils d'une autre légende du métal suédois. « Je me souviens qu'il y a des années, Tomas Lindberg (At the Gates) disait que les mots sont déjà là, il suffit de les trouver. J'aime cette approche. Une chanson comme « Beyond the Frail » ou « We Drift On » a une certaine sensation mélancolique, donc pour ces chansons, il semblait naturel de donner aux paroles une touche plus personnelle de l'intérieur. »

Les vétérans (30e anniversaire en 2020) se déchaînent avec un feu et une férocité ravivés tout en honorant leurs racines. Pour Tervonen « Crown of Thorns » le conclut : « Je suppose que chaque groupe doit faire un album éponyme à un moment donné. Alors maintenant, nous l'avons fait, à notre façon. »

Dans les premiers singles extrait de l’opus, « Churchburner » commence par un clin d’œil à « Postmortem » (Slayer)

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31 juillet : la Malaisie célèbre ses héros

La Journée des héros (Hari Pahlawan) commémore les militaires tués pendant les deux guerres mondiales, ainsi que tous ceux qui ont perdu la vie dans l'exercice de leurs fonctions dans toute l'histoire de la Malaisie. Une cérémonie se déroule place Merdeka, à Kuala Lumpur, en présence du Premier ministre et du roi. L'hymne national, Negaraku, est joué, accompagné d'une salve de 21 coups de canon de la 41e batterie du Royal Artillery Regiment. Divers événements sont organisés parallèlement pour célébrer toutes les forces de sécurité, indépendamment de l'armée ou de la police, avant et après la libération de la Malaisie.

Un monument national a été officiellement inauguré en 1966. Il a été créé pour commémorer ceux qui sont morts dans la lutte pour la liberté du pays, principalement contre l'occupation japonaise pendant la Seconde Guerre mondiale et l'urgence malaise, une guérilla qui a duré plus de douze ans. Cependant, la Journée des héros honore par extension tous les militaires malais qui ont été tués dans l'exercice de leurs fonctions tout au long de l'histoire du pays.

La Malaisie n'a pas été beaucoup touchée pendant la Première Guerre mondiale, mais elle a subi de lourdes pertes pendant la Seconde Guerre mondiale. L'urgence malaise a éclaté trois ans après la fin de la Seconde Guerre mondiale et a coûté la vie à plusieurs milliers de personnes.

Cette année, on célèbre particulièrement le cinquantenaire de l'"Operasi Bilis 1971" et les soldats du pays qui ont servi dans la deuxième brigade d'infanterie en 1971. L'opération a été dirigée par le capitaine V Mohana Chandran du quatrième bataillon du Royal Ranger Regiment (4RRD) pour éliminer le terrorisme communiste dans la jungle de Korbu à Sungai Siput et Tanah Hitam à Perak le 31 mai 1971. Il a été tué dans l'opération, en défendant le pays.

Un article de l'Almanach international des éditions BiblioMonde

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Alimentation Électrique AC-DC dans un Centre de Données, Prévisions de la Taille du Marché Mondial, Classement et Part de Marché des 17 Premières Entreprises

Selon le nouveau rapport d'étude de marché “Rapport sur le marché mondial de Alimentation Électrique AC-DC dans un Centre de Données 2024-2030”, publié par QYResearch, la taille du marché mondial de Alimentation Électrique AC-DC dans un Centre de Données devrait atteindre 1509 millions de dollars d'ici 2030, à un TCAC de 5,9% au cours de la période de prévision.

Figure 1. Taille du marché mondial de Alimentation électrique AC/DC dans le centre de données (en millions de dollars américains), 2019-2030

Figure 2. Classement et part de marché des 17 premiers acteurs mondiaux de Alimentation électrique AC/DC dans le centre de données (Le classement est basé sur le chiffre d'affaires de 2023, continuellement mis à jour)

Selon QYResearch, les principaux fabricants mondiaux de Alimentation Électrique AC-DC dans un Centre de Données comprennent Delta Electronics, Compuware, Chicony, Greatwall Technology, Shenzhen Honor Electronic, Artesyn (Advanced Energy), Lite-On, Murata Power Solutions, Acbel, Bel Fuse, etc. En 2023, les dix premiers acteurs mondiaux détenaient une part d'environ 76,0% en termes de chiffre d'affaires.

À propos de QYResearch

QYResearch a été fondée en 2007 en Californie aux États-Unis. C'est une société de conseil et d'étude de marché de premier plan à l'échelle mondiale. Avec plus de 17 ans d'expérience et une équipe de recherche professionnelle dans différentes villes du monde, QYResearch se concentre sur le conseil en gestion, les services de base de données et de séminaires, le conseil en IPO, la recherche de la chaîne industrielle et la recherche personnalisée. Nous société a pour objectif d’aider nos clients à réussir en leur fournissant un modèle de revenus non linéaire. Nous sommes mondialement reconnus pour notre vaste portefeuille de services, notre bonne citoyenneté d'entreprise et notre fort engagement envers la durabilité. Jusqu'à présent, nous avons coopéré avec plus de 60 000 clients sur les cinq continents. Coopérons et bâtissons ensemble un avenir prometteur et meilleur.

QYResearch est une société de conseil de grande envergure de renommée mondiale. Elle couvre divers segments de marché de la chaîne industrielle de haute technologie, notamment la chaîne industrielle des semi-conducteurs (équipements et pièces de semi-conducteurs, matériaux semi-conducteurs, circuits intégrés, fonderie, emballage et test, dispositifs discrets, capteurs, dispositifs optoélectroniques), la chaîne industrielle photovoltaïque (équipements, cellules, modules, supports de matériaux auxiliaires, onduleurs, terminaux de centrales électriques), la chaîne industrielle des véhicules électriques à énergie nouvelle (batteries et matériaux, pièces automobiles, batteries, moteurs, commande électronique, semi-conducteurs automobiles, etc.), la chaîne industrielle des communications (équipements de système de communication, équipements terminaux, composants électroniques, frontaux RF, modules optiques, 4G/5G/6G, large bande, IoT, économie numérique, IA), la chaîne industrielle des matériaux avancés (matériaux métalliques, polymères, céramiques, nano matériaux, etc.), la chaîne industrielle de fabrication de machines (machines-outils CNC, machines de construction, machines électriques, automatisation 3C, robots industriels, lasers, contrôle industriel, drones), l'alimentation, les boissons et les produits pharmaceutiques, l'équipement médical, l'agriculture, etc.

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Capturer la beauté de votre espace Airbnb avec le HONOR 200 Pro : Un guide visuel

Le HONOR 200 Pro est un smartphone qui se distingue par ses capacités photographiques exceptionnelles, ce qui en fait un outil idéal pour les hôtes Airbnb et les utilisateurs d’autres plateformes de location qui cherchent à améliorer la qualité de leurs annonces.

Doté d’un appareil photo principal de 50 MP, le HONOR 200 Pro est capable de capturer des images détaillées et nettes, même dans des conditions d’éclairage difficiles. Que vous photographiiez votre espace de location en plein jour ou en basse lumière, vous pouvez compter sur le HONOR 200 Pro pour produire des images de haute qualité qui mettent en valeur votre espace.

Mais ce n’est pas tout. Le HONOR 200 Pro offre également une gamme de fonctionnalités de photographie avancées qui peuvent aider à améliorer encore plus la qualité de vos photos. Par exemple, il dispose d’un mode portrait unique développé en collaboration avec le célèbre Studio Harcourt. Ce mode permet de prendre des portraits en noir et blanc d’une qualité exceptionnelle, ce qui peut être particulièrement utile pour mettre en valeur les caractéristiques uniques de votre espace de location.

De plus, le HONOR 200 Pro est équipé d’un téléobjectif de 50 MP qui offre un zoom optique 2.5x, permettant de capturer des détails à distance avec une clarté impressionnante. Que vous souhaitiez prendre une photo de l’ensemble de votre espace de location ou vous concentrer sur un détail particulier, le HONOR 200 Pro vous donne la flexibilité nécessaire pour le faire.

En plus de ses capacités photographiques, le HONOR 200 Pro offre également une performance solide et une excellente autonomie. Il est alimenté par un processeur Snapdragon 8s Gen 3 et dispose de 12 Go de RAM, ce qui garantit une performance fluide et rapide. Sa batterie de 5200 mAh offre une autonomie suffisante pour une journée entière d’utilisation intensive, ce qui signifie que vous n’aurez pas à vous soucier de recharger votre téléphone au milieu d’une séance photo.

En somme, le HONOR 200 Pro est un excellent choix pour les hôtes Airbnb et les utilisateurs d’autres plateformes de location qui cherchent à améliorer la qualité de leurs annonces. Grâce à ses capacités photographiques exceptionnelles et à sa performance solide, ce smartphone est un outil précieux qui peut vous aider à attirer plus de clients et à augmenter vos réservations. Alors, pourquoi ne pas essayer le HONOR 200 Pro pour votre prochaine annonce de location ? Vous pourriez être agréablement surpris par les résultats.

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