#Contract of a Legend and a Burning star

[yohohonabottle]

The end (Is the beginning)

"I'm a healer, a guider first and foremost. Not a fighter, even if I have the claws, teeth, magic, skills for it....That said." A small smile that turns sadistic, stalking toward the enemies/threats, the atmosphere feeling chillingly cold.

Gravely so.

"I'm not a fighter, no--I'm the Sacrifice, the martyr." Bloodlust, sadistic, morphing into his bat form. "Why else, is death and rebirth so ingrained into my very core?"

The flame-spines feel different. Calling upon the Sun, his own status as the Moon.

Bloodlust.

--And lands his first blow in cruel retaliation, decimating numbers fast.

"You forget, that I play by different rules." (Your place.) His form changes, goes through a white bat, to a wyvern made of smoke and ash that ignite with cracks lining it, a light, flames flicker out through, licking at the charred bones and ash-made skin. Voice a sharp, hissing, breathless rasp that chills to the very bones, the soft rumbling hum of thunder in it prelude. It falls away (It's not supposed to!), crumbles like the very ground of a desert---A phoenix with only vague traits of a bat or wyvern, unfurling its great wings and plumes in all its majesty.

But it feels different, wicked, cruel without the kindness nor serenity. The pinions real flames hot as the sun itself, that ominous sadistic grin still in-place with all those rows of sharp teeth on shameless unapologetic display, preparing to deal one, final, deciding hit.

It billows a stream of smoke through its nostrils and corners of its mouth, growing in size and warping. A dragon.

But not one of tenderness or seeking peace.

"I am the Sacrifice, I am Change, Adaptivity, I am Survival, I.am.Life, I am.the Sun, I.am.War, Desolation, Renewal, I.am...." Those unnerving, terrifying orbs bore into the puny lifeforms of the so called horrors from beyond, that rallied the Hypogeans --Berial knew his own fate, standing face to face on opposing sides with his Batman, duty-bound to join Phraesto, Reinier, Harak and all the rest.

This, is the final, last curtain call.

But the Jester harbored no sorrow, regrets or bad blood and fear of his imminent end.

Only peaceful, quiet pride.

This was the greatest, best performance he could've ever hoped and ask for, the finale a marvelous end to it, to the legend told, to the journey.

And no puny gods nor blundering celestials will ruin it. (A fiery shadow cast upon the ground.) Free(dom).

A happy end.

".....Death."

The Arrow flies down, a lightning striking down.

The dust settles, an empty battleground. No bones, no limbs, no flesh and skin, no ashes. .

....Only a lingering cold yet scorching heat.

A promise of return, and for the cycle to begin anew over and over again as it would for time immemorial.

[pucksandpower]

IN MY BLOOD

Y/N SENNA x CHARLES LECLERC

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PART I: Level Up

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y/nsenna Today my heart soars with overwhelming joy and gratitude. It is with immeasurable excitement that I announce signing my first Formula 1 contract with Bugatti Racing.

This moment is not just about me, it is a tribute to the trailblazing women who shattered barriers in motorsport and paved the way for this incredible opportunity. To those fearless heroes who dared to challenge conventions and fought against all odds, I am forever indebted. Your courage has lit a fire within me that will burn fiercely on every lap.

As I enter this next adventure, I carry with me the spirit and legacy of my father. His passion for racing, unwavering determination, and undying love for the sport continue to guide my every move. Today, I make a solemn promise to him: I will give my all, every single race, and honor the Senna name with everything I have.

Papai, I wish you were here to witness this exciting chapter in my life. Your footsteps echo in my heart, and I know you are watching over me, pushing me forward, and whispering words of encouragement in the wind. I hear your voice guiding me every time I get in the cockpit. I hope to make you proud, to show the world the legacy we carry, and to inspire others to chase their dreams relentlessly.

I am immensely honored and filled with gratitude as I express my heartfelt thanks to Bugatti Racing, my incredible team, and the Bugatti Driver Academy, which has been instrumental in shaping my development until this remarkable moment. It is through their unfaltering belief in my potential and their tireless support that I stand here today, ready to embark on this incredible journey in Formula 1. Bugatti Racing, with its rich history and unwavering commitment to excellence, has provided me with an opportunity of a lifetime, and I am determined to seize it with both hands. With Bugatti Racing and the Bugatti Driver Academy behind me, I am ready to push boundaries, defy expectations, and make an impact on and off the track. Thank you for believing in me. Together, we will write an extraordinary chapter in motorsport history.

To my incredible fans, friends, and family, thank you for standing by me throughout this incredible journey. Your unwavering support has been my driving force. This is just the beginning of a thrilling ride, and I am beyond grateful for every moment, every challenge, and every victory that lies ahead. The road may be long, but together, we will conquer it.

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lewishamilton Congratulations on your incredible achievement! It is a pleasure to welcome you to the F1 family. Your father was a true legend and my idol, and I have no doubt that you will make him proud. Looking forward to competing with you on the track!

hamilfan Lewis’ acknowledgement means a lot! We should be in for some epic battles 👀

gisele Parabéns, querida! Your journey is just beginning, and I can't wait to see you conquer the F1 tracks. Your father's spirit lives on and I'm sure he's beaming with pride from above ❤️

speedchaser She's carrying on the Senna legacy with so much passion! Can't wait to see what she can do in F1

massafelipe Bem-vinda à família da Fórmula 1! It's an honor to have you on the grid, carrying on your father's legacy. Wish you the best of luck and many podium finishes ahead! Go out there and make Brazil proud 🇧🇷

brazilianrocket Massa knows what it takes to make Brazil proud and his support speaks volumes. Brazil is with Y/N all the way!

neymarjr Parabéns, garota! A new star is born in the world of racing. Keep pushing limits, breaking barriers, and chasing greatness. Wishing you a successful and thrilling journey ahead 🏆

sportingbrazil This is huge! Two young Brazilian icons in their respective fields lifting each other up. They’re both going to be something special 👏

adrianalima Congratulations, darling! You are an inspiration to so many women around the world. May you continue to shine bright ☀️ Keep chasing dreams and breaking barriers!

girlypower Adriana is an inspiration to so many and now we have another role model to look up to! What an amazing milestone

bsennaofficial I couldn't be prouder! Your talent and dedication are unmatched. Keep pushing and make our family name even brighter! Love you ❤️

racetrackhero Incredible to see the Senna name continue to shine on the F1 stage 🙌

2012 Monaco Grand Prix — Wednesday Press Conference

Comments

⤷ What a phenomenal achievement! So proud to see a talented young woman like her breaking barriers in the world of F1. Wishing her all the success!

⤷ This is just a publicity stunt. She's only getting this opportunity because of her famous last name, not her talent.

⤷ This is a fantastic step forward for diversity and equality in motorsport. It's inspiring to see her following in her father's footsteps.

⤷ I highly doubt she has what it takes to compete at the highest level. F1 requires exceptional skill and experience.

⤷ Such a talented and determined driver! Can't wait to witness her skills on the track and watch history being made. The future of F1 is bright!

⤷ Women don't belong in F1. It's a male-dominated sport for a reason. This is just political correctness gone too far.

⤷ Congratulations to her on this amazing opportunity! A new generation of talent is emerging and she's leading the way. Rooting for her every step of the way!

⤷ She's going to be a liability on the track. F1 is a dangerous sport and I just don't think she can handle the pressure.

⤷ I'm not impressed. There are more deserving drivers out there who have worked hard and earned their way into F1. This feels like a token gesture.

⤷ It's so exciting to see the Senna legacy continue. She's going to bring a fresh perspective and a new wave of enthusiasm to the sport. I followed her closely in Formula Renault and I’m looking forward to her F1 debut!

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[britney-rosberg06]

guys can i be real for a second? Because as a fan of both Logan and Kimi i feel like this needs to be said:

Nobody benefits from giving Logan Kimi’s seat mid year.

No One

No not even Kimi.

If F1 is a business which it is, we’ll think about this in a business sense. Because by kicking Logan out in favor of Kimi just doesn’t make sense

Williams saw the sheer backlash to Australia. Their fans were angry at the mere idea of kicking Logan out in favor of Alex and some are still angry. They would lose a huge portion of their fan base (a fan base that is getting pretty American, may I add, thanks to their American sponsors) by kicking Logan out. No fanbase means no merch sales, no extra cash to burn that we know Williams needs

Secondly, Logan has obligations with Williams through summer break. Huge PR events like Lap of Legends which is sponsored by an American beer and stars Logan and Williams Racing ambassador Jenson Button. If you pull away Logan, the sponsors in Michelob Ultra will be furious as they funded a whole project to center around Logan. And Jenson, who has also spoken very kindly about him in the media will be angry as Logan is known as someone who has his backing/support. So Williams would lose a bit of Jenson’s trust and anger a huge sponsor? Right okay,

Of course there’s James Vowles. Who is struggling to come out from under Toto Wolff’s shadow. How will it look for James if he were to kick out one of his own juniors in favor of someone Toto Wolff is forcing upon him. Like he’s a lapdog who will roll over and do whatever Toto wants? Yeah, that exactly

There’s also the Prema of it all, which a lot of people are forgetting. Kimi is under Prema contract to be racing in F2. There is no reservist for him and there has to be to drivers in F2. Not one. Prema is not going to let one of their drivers—a driver who is getting them a lot of media attention might I add—go on to F1 when he’s only done three f2 races. That’s not how contracts work! Kimi is on contract and that contract states he had to race in f2 and compete in the championship. The whole championship. The championship Prema gets more money/funding/sponsors from the better they do. They can’t do good with only one driver. So no extra money.

Also, Prema has the power to deny Williams as Kimi is their driver and their responsibility. Kimi uses their trainers, engineers, gym, facilities etc, to take him mid season might make Williams or Mercedes or Kimi himself liable for that bill à là Oscar Piastri and Alpine as Kimi failed to fulfill terms of a contract while still benefiting from it.

I’m not saying it’ll work but I’m saying there’s a chance they could.

Now Kimi himself. He’d be entering in the F1 paddock as a pariah. Being granted an exception is sure to make him unpopular, just like Max was. The spotlight that was on Ollie Bearman in Jeddah? Yeah multiply it by a hundred and you’ll get somewhere close to the attention on Kimi. As previously established, PR-wise Williams would be in hell, who do you think they are going to take it out on? Yeah, the seventeen year old who has no control over the situation. He’ll be traipsed around as the new youngest whoever while also being hated on by a majority of people who think he doesn’t deserve that seat.

Speaking of Ollie Bearman. It’s worth noting that Ollie’s pain level after Jeddah was sky high. He was training for f2 races, not f1. Consistently racing in F1 could wreck Kimi’s body due to the sudden change and would have so many negative and lasting affects.

And when he inevitably doesn’t get points on debut because it’s a williams and it sucks ass, everyone will be screaming and crying about how Kimi is washed or how he sucks and so on and so on. What would that do to a seventeen year old’s confidence?

And when Toto wolff—the only guy presumed to benefit at all from this whole situation he allegedly cooked up gets reveals to have had a huge part in this kid’s life, way bigger than the general audience knows (seriously, he has a picture of baby Kimi in his office) everyone is going to be screaming at him for making a bad/questionable managerial decision that has deeply affected the mental health of a teen boy.

Mercedes as a team is already on the decline, this would be the Shitty PR move to end all Shitty PR moves.

Am i saying Logan is going to be on the grid next year? No. But the idea that it is a smart decision for any of the teams or drivers involved to replace Logan is insane.

[fortunelowtier]

I still 100% unironically wholeheartedly believe that this scuffed ass reality tv show from 2007 where CBS stranded 40 children in the middle of the NM desert a la Lord of the Flies is one of the most genuinely fascinating pieces of TV I've ever watched just because of how ABSURD it is on every level

-Their society is a bizarre Communism/Democracy hybrid whose entire economy is based on the barter system

-There is a set class system everyone is sorted into against their will who each get paid more or less money depending on how high or low they are on the ladder, and at the end of each episode they must compete in competitions to decide who gets to be at the top, with the "strongest" being able to get the esteemed title of "upper class"

-Every time they would complete a challenge, at the very end they were given a choice of 2 things that could be added to the town, to which the leaders of the teams would vote on which to get (For example, in one episode they had to choose between fresh produce or 50 pizzas). One of these things was letters from the children's parents, implying that the adults on site were receiving the mail from these kid's parents and deliberately withholding it from them

-In one episode the district leaders of each of the 4 teams (the classes) go out and find a chest full of buffalo nickels (the town's currency), they bring the chest to the town and naturally, this creates unprecedented inflation near instantly, as there's now a mass amount of currency that suddenly appeared in the economy

-Their entire society existed in relative stability until the moment religion was introduced in the form of various religious texts (Bibles, the Quran, etc), after which the town immediately started to go to shit. The Jewish kids and Christian kids were at each other's throats about which religion was """better""" (because they're children who had religion forced upon them at a young age before they were able to think for themselves but that's an entire can of worms I won't open), while the 1 (one) Hindu kid was trying to keep the peace

-At one point the kids start to crave meat, as their food up to that point was mostly canned goods and various produce, so one of the """eldest""" members of the group, (I say """eldest""" because he was still only like 14 or 15) who had worked as a butchers apprentice, took one of their chickens and lead the kids into the desert to where he then taught them how to decapitate, pluck, drain, and cook a chicken.

-One of the kids later did a Reddit AMA about his experience on the show, where he then disclosed various things that happened outside of the camera such as, but not limited to: Oil burns, a kid drinking bleach, scorpions, venomous snakes, an outbreak of herpes, the lack of showers, the lack of multiple toilets (up until I believe a few weeks in they only had one outhouse), etc etc etc

-The parents of these kids allegedly had to sign a 22 page waiver that was basically CBS going "If ur kids get hurt you can't sue us", specifically noting "acts of god" in the contract of things that they weren't to be held accountable for

-At the end of every week, the 4 leaders got together to choose which person would receive that week's "gold star", a star made out of 20,000 USD of solid gold (around 30k after adjusting for inflation), an unfathomable amount of money to give to kids who likely had no concept as to how much money 20 grand was

-The town used for Bonanza City is actually a ghost town/film set located just 20 miles from Santa Fe used as a filming location for movies like A Million Ways to Die In the West (2014) and The Legend of the Lone Ranger (1981). The reason I bring this up is because it's the same film set in which 14 years later, Alec Baldwin would accidentally discharge a firearm on the set of Rust, resulting in the death of cinematographer Halyna Hutchins

To anyone asking where to watch this, I genuinely don't know. All of the 13 episodes used to be available on YouTube by someone who re-uploaded them in 2010, but the channel was terminated last year. I've heard that there are a few Google Drive folders floating around that have the raw MP4 files and you could watch them that way but you'd probably have to go digging for it

[honeyglas]

The ring of fire expands; a titan above you, like a raptured star spitting out its final goodbye upon the world. And it burns your lungs; you are not sure if your body is in one piece, or some abstract beast of legend contracting around the heat smoldering in the ash, emboldened by the light; the sword of your knight.

Or; quick babe it’s 10PM post obscure knight au piece

[artist-issues]

As much as I adore Lilo & Stitch: The Series and Kim Possible, I don't think my brain returns to any Saturday Cartoon Adventures more than:

Aladdin: The Series - Remember the one where the cat goddess is kidnapping children and turning them into monsters? Or the one where there's a prophecy that Aladdin will die? Or the one where Genie is being hunted by the last of a race of magic-vampires? Or the one where Aladdin is being possessed by the vanquished sorcerer Mozenrath's (what a name) spirit through his magic glove? Or the one where Aladdin literally crosses over with Hercules?

The Little Mermaid: The Series - I think about that episode where she gets sucked down into the trippy, surreal Wonderland trench and can't escape probably every week. Go to Disney Plus and find that episode, it's called "Charmed," it's worth it.

The Legend of Tarzan - Like every episode is burned in my brain forever. The Opar episodes where he'd rather die than choose anybody but Jane, even after he thinks she's dead. The one with the Mad Elephant where Tantor thinks he's contracted the same illness. The one with DINOSAURS. The one where the new radio tower makes every animal go insane and try to kill Tarzan and Jane. The one where a different ape challenges Tarzan for leadership and WINS. The one where Jane's friends come to the jungle to rescue her. The one where Tarzan gets locked in like a prison camp with Teddy Roosevelt?! The one with a magical healing albino gorilla?! The one with Kerchak's old rival Tublat coming to try and take over the gorilla family in a series of traps? ! The one with the giant snake?! The one where Tarzan gets bit by a spider and almost DIES?! The one where Clayton's sister comes and forces Tarzan to choose between saving himself from poison or saving all of his loved ones from several death traps in time?! The one where the African tribes from the Tarzan books help Tarzan find a cure for a deadly disease in special two-part episodes?! The one with a WWII spy coming and trying to steal Jane's affections while simultaneously looking for war information he left in a music box he sent to her?! WHY IS THIS NOT ON DISNEY+?!

Buzz Lightyear of Star Command - Skilled. Courageous. And ever-vigilant. Leaping into action, it's BUZZ LIGHTYEAR, of STAR! COMMAND! I'm tired of having to dig around the Internet to watch episodes like The Wirewolf where an old Space Ranger buddy gets turned into a machine-mauling cybernetic wolf monster by the light of a radioactive moon, or the one where an "energy vampire" named N0S4-A2 tries to eat Buzz's robot friend.

Come on. We got The Little Mermaid: The Series. That Tarzan & Jane movie isn't enough! WHERE ARE THE REST OF THEM, DISNEY

[the-faramir]

Kameron Dax

Kameron Dax's backstory is as rich and complex as the galaxy he traverses. Born into a family of skilled shipwrights (his parents were Joran and Mira Dax) on Corellia in the year 45 BBY, Dax was exposed to the art of starship construction from a young age. His childhood was filled with tales of daring smugglers and brave pilots, which ignited his passion for space travel. However, his destiny took a sharp turn when his family fell victim to a rival shipbuilding corporation's sabotage, leaving young Kameron with nothing but a burning desire for justice and adventure.

Determined to reclaim his family's honor, Dax became a skilled pilot, known for his uncanny ability to navigate through the most perilous asteroid fields. During the Separatist Crisis, he acquired the Thunderchicken, a Corellian YT-2400 freighter with as much character as its captain, which he modified to become one of the most average ships in the galaxy. Used to operating on his own, Dax acquired an R2 astromech droid to be his copilot and mechanic. In the Thunderchicken, Dax was able to make the Kessel Run in 20 parsecs (which was pretty safe and standard). With a hefty sum owed on the ownership of his ship to one of the Hutts, Dax needed to pick up odd jobs to pay his bills and the balance of his loan. Jobs for hauling freight from system to system were always available, but rarely profitable. Sometimes he had to take on…questionable cargo to earn a premium.

Dax saw the decline of the Republic, the onset and conclusion of the Clone Wars, and the rise of the Galactic Empire. Whatever happened to the galaxy, he still had his debts and bills. He would take jobs from any faction, staying neutral in all conflicts. Through the years, his burning desire for justice and adventure took a backseat to day-to-day problems, cooling down to a smoldering bitterness toward his family's rivals.

Shortly after the destruction of Alderaan, Dax brought a shipment of cargo to the ecumenopolis Inner Rim world of Denon. Looking for a suitable new contract took some time and docking fees were eating into his available funds, so he enquired at the nearby branch of the Transport Merchant Guild to see if they could find him something profitable right away. The Guild presented him with three options: transporting a family to Naboo in the Mid Rim, shuttling a single individual to Cardia in the Colonies, or, if he were to return to the Guild the next day, an open-ended contract promising multiple destinations and a premium fee. His interest piqued, Dax opted for the latter.

The next day, he waited in the café in the Guild office, eating a pastry and drinking a caff, and was taken aback when a woman in a stunning red suit of high-quality bounty hunter armor walked up to his table, a mysterious dark-haired man by her side, and began discussing the details of the contract. But this story is an adventure that will be told another day.

The fall of the Empire brought a new set of challenges. With the galaxy in disarray, Dax's skills were in high demand among those who sought to fill the power vacuum. Yet, he grew weary of the constant conflict and retreated to the fringes of society, where he became a legend among the patrons of Mos Eisley's space dives.

Now, as he sits in the dimly lit cantina, Kameron Dax contemplates his next move. The once-youthful pilot now bears the weight of experience, etched into the lines on his face. The galaxy may have changed, but the call to adventure is eternal. With the Thunderchicken at his side and the stars as his guide, who knows what tales of bravery and intrigue await the legendary captain?

[arithmeticanimaniac]

tag someone you want to know better

tagged by @romanceyourdemons

favorite color: bright pink (also any happy color)

last song: the last song i deliberately played was either “Almost Like Being in Love” by Nat King Cole or “September in the Rain” by Dinah Washington, but the last song that came up on shuffle was “Juliet” by LMNT

last movie: either around the world in 80 days (2004) or inception (2010)

currently watching: the last season of archer (2009)

other stuff i watched this year: lmao i actually have a lot of half baked reviews in my drafts but i never posted them because i’m almost always at my queue limit so here’s my chance to do a rapid fire round of reviews (based entirely on whether i enjoyed them)

how to marry a millionaire (1953) 👍 too many people forget what a comedic genius marilyn monroe was

Love Sarah (2020) 👍 🥲 a bakery, romance, grief and healing, intergenerational bonding, what more could you want

My man Godfrey (1936) 👎 boring

bringing up baby (1938) 👎 it has its moments, blueprint for disney channel show shenanigans

memories of the sword (2015) 👍 sooooo melodramatic

The Dig (2018) 👍 haunting

the misfits (2021) 👍 it is Not Good, but inexplicably charming

Free guy (2021) 👍 responsible for the resurgence of mariah carey in my playlist

Papillon (2017) 🤷🏻‍♀️ hard to get through but not bad

Chungking Express (1994) 👍 i’m not usually an atmospheric film type, but wow

The Lost City (2022) 👍 i had fun

The French dispatch (2021) 🤷🏻‍♀️ tried watching this multiple times, fell asleep each time but the fact that i tried multiple times means it goes on this list

most of the movies in the DCAMU (2013-2020) 👍 i saw a gif from Teen Titans: the Judas contract (2017) which led me to watch 11 of these 16 movies lmao curse you tumblr

Blue crush (2002) 👎

the Batman (2022) 👎

Lost in the stars (2022) 👍 the whole thing could’ve been avoided if (spoilers) were lesbian, but anyways it made me want to visit hainan and shanghai

Dumplings (2004) 👍 i mean i can’t eat dumplings anymore without gagging but

the burning sea (2021) 🤷🏻‍♀️ i remember laughing at the cheesiness (idk how accurately they translated from norwegian), but solid disaster movie

alive (2020) 👍 korean filmmakers really know zombies, but mix in quarantine era

Palm Springs (2020) 👍 went into this blind expecting white lotus lol (very much not white lotus)

The babysitter: killer queen (2020) 👍 i can only do horror if it’s campy horror

the menu (2022) 👎 well made movie, not for me

blockers (2018) 👍

joy ride (2023) 👍

Spider-Man: across the spider-verse (2023) 👍

king arthur: legend of the sword (2017) 👍 i don’t care i enjoyed its ridiculousness

Austenland (2013) 👍 it’s so bad!! i laughed, i cringed, i awww’ed

the tuxedo (2002) 🤷🏻‍♀️ better enjoyed in highlight clips

Matilda the musical (2022) 👎 if i hadn’t seen the danny devito version i might have enjoyed this

heathers the musical (2022) 👎 the off bway actors were better

Mayhem (2017) 👍 samara weaving and steven yeun! another movie apollo threw a covid dodgeball at

Charlie Chan at the wax museum (1940) 🤷🏻‍♀️ could’ve been good, hard to watch with the yellowface and racism

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) 👍

shows i dropped this year/didn’t finish: justified (2010), killing eve (2018) , gannibal (2022), beef (2023), doom patrol (2019)

currently reading: bel canto, but mainly just a lot of medical articles

currently working on: finding a new job because hellooooo 2 year itch

current obsession: ok so if you look at english language sources, most say that pregnant onions are toxic and therefore not edible. however, the medicinal value of pregnant onions is apparently not uncommon knowledge in other cultures (fuck yeah china and south africa). so a family friend gave us a few mature plants that make into soup and i picked off the little seedlings and have been tending to them. that led to spending more time tending to my other plants (i have a lot more loquat trees than i remember) and now i’m trying to air layer some stuff. TLDR; gardening

tagging anyone who wants to do this :)

[walpu]

walpie!

so the oc... I made two of them actually

one is based on the phoenix, the other is based on a local myth/legend

this is more like an analysis of their kinds, I'll send more detailed character stories later!

the ruler of the land, her name is saena farrah. a fair, benevolent lady that is rumoured to have eaten the fruit of immortality. her home and palace stands in the middle of the ocean, having legendary sea creatures as the palace guards (the other oc's kind, the darayava's). her kind, siminans, are only women, they have birdlike features, notably large, colourful wings that can span eight meters long, and they don't make offsprings but when their life is over (lifespan ranging from 1500 to 2000) they plunge into the sky, up to the sun and they burn, and when they burn they get reincarnated, falling down like shooting stars back into the water, where the darayava's collect what is now a burnt shell, returning it to the land where it's stored in cold chambers until the heat dies down and the woman has finally achieved her rebirth.

dario is the eldest guard, no one remember's when he joined, he's rumored to be as old as the planet. darayava's are immortal, and they have very little population, as they don't reproduce and a spare number of them just appear every few centuries. even if you were to kill a darayava, if their body hits any type of water, they'll come alive again. they once were an enemy of the rest of the planet, making the waters unsafe and threatening the life of the mortals that live there. when the first siminan queen started her rule, she made contract with dario so his kind was to serve and protect her people, mortal and immortal alike, he never disclosed the details to the vows and contract, neither is any information on it kept in the imperial documents.

-🐙

this is so insanely good, hoyo shoul hire you I'm so serious 😭

[thetoxicgamer]

Doublelift still full steam ahead for LCS—but major decisions are in store for 2024

The competitive League of Legends season for 100 Thieves has officially finished, but LCS legend Yiliang "Doublelift" Peng has reassured his supporters that he is ready to start the next chapter in his extensive legacy as a North American star. In a post-game interview after their unsuccessful series against Team Liquid, the 30-year-old veteran told Mark “MarkZ” Zimmerman that he does plan to continue playing professionally in 2024. https://twitter.com/LCSOfficial/status/1687627211950411776 “I didn’t come back for one disappointing year just to crawl back into streamer mode or anything like that,” Doublelift said. “I love playing League, I love playing professionally. Even losing, there’s some beauty in feeling like trash after a loss because it’s more motivation. All these obstacles and overcoming hardships is what makes it rewarding in the end.” The legendary AD carry returned to pro play this year after stepping away from the stage in 2020 but failed to reach the same peaks that he once saw in his prime with teams like TSM, Team Liquid, and Counter Logic Gaming. Over the last year, Doublelift managed to maintain a relatively high level of play, boasting top-three numbers among LCS ADs in kill participation, total kill share, early game stats, and total team damage share, according to Oracle’s Elixir. As a team, however, the Thieves struggled with consistency. They barely made the playoffs with a disappointing 7-11 record and were eventually eliminated in four games by Liquid. Now, this year might not have been the comeback that Doublelift was hoping for, but the competitive drive that fuels his soul still burns brightly, as it has for his entire career—but this is only part of the equation when it comes to his future in the LCS for 2024. According to the LoL Esports global contract database, Doublelift’s deal with the Thieves will expire on Tuesday, Nov. 21, which means that unless he signs a contract extension with the team, the star marksman will be a free agent. This doesn’t, however, guarantee that he’ll be in the league next year. There are multiple aspects that fans must consider, including the fact that Doublelift will likely want to join a team that can contend for a championship. There is no doubt that multiple teams will want to sign Doublelift off his mechanical prowess, veteran knowledge, and brand power, but there is no guarantee that teams will provide enticing conditions for the star to agree. At the same time, many of the current top teams of the league already have talented AD carry players on their rosters, which means that there might not be room for Doublelift in the first place. Read the full article

[fearsmagazine]

UNWELCOME - Review

DISTRIBUTOR: Well Go USA Entertainment

SYNOPSIS:  “A couple escapes their urban nightmare to the tranquility of rural Ireland only to hear stories of mysterious beings who live in the gnarled, ancient wood at the foot of their new garden. As warned by their new neighbors, in Irish lore the Redcaps will come when called to help souls in dire need of rescue, but it’s crucial to remember that there is always a dear price to pay for their aid.”

REVIEW: I am a big fan of Irish filmmaker John Wright. If you’ve never seen his films “Robot Overlords” or “Grabbers” I highly recommend them. In fact, his 2012 film “Grabbers” would make an excellent aspiring for a double feature with UNWELCOME. Wright takes a bit of Irish folklore and adds some excellent visual effects that look like some old-school Wētā FX.

At its core, UNWELCOME is an old Irish folklore tale about the little people, here they are the red-caps. Maya, pregnant with their first child, and Jamie are still dealing with the trauma of being attacked in their London flat when Jamie’s aunt passes and leaves them her house in Ireland. As they are settling in, one of the owners of the local pub springs the legend of the red caps on her and asks her to take up the promise of leaving them a nightly tribute. Of course the city folks are taking it with a grain of salt and you can’t help but feel Maya is going to drop the ball. The title comes from the conflict between the Londoners and a local family contracted to work on the aunt’s house. Clearly the father, Whelan, is a loving abusive parent whose children are prejudiced against the British who came to their land, oppressed them and pillaged their land. It adds a nice socio-political edge to the tale. Of course go awry and Maya reaches out to the red-caps for help. Of course their help comes with a price. The red-caps feel spawned from the screenwriter’s imagination and have more in common with the creatures of films like “Don't Be Afraid of the Dark” (both the tv movie and feature film) and “The Trilogy of Terror” Zuni doll. It is a slow burn that builds to the climax where the little fellows go on a rampage. The nice thing is that while they are deadly wee folk, they are not invulnerable. It’s a bit more intense than “Grabbers” and is an excellent story.

The film quickly goes from the London apartment to the Irish countryside. The cinematography explodes with the colors and textures of the countryside, in contrast there are the shadows and hues that exist beyond the gate where the red-cap live. There are a variety of excellent locations and as the film moves into the land of the red-caps some excellent set pieces. The creatures are an excellent blend of live action and puppets, very impressive and almost on par with anything from the Peter Jackson Tolkien movies. There are some graphic moments, along with a few “oos” and “ahs,” and those are back loaded onto the climax and end of the film. The production designs are fabulous. I loved the red-cap home. I adored Christian Henson’s score. You would assume it would feature many traditional Irish instruments. However, they’re subtle and sparse, creating more of an engrossing dark fairy tale feel.

Wright has assembled a great cast. You’ll clearly recognize Colm Meaney, from his numerous credits including “Star Trek: Deep Space Nine," and Kristian Nairn, who played Hodor on “Game of Thrones.” The film features Hannah John-Kamen as Maya, who has appeared in the MCU and “Star Wars” films and Jamie is played by Douglas Booth, who we’ve seen in films like “Jupiter Ascending” and “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.” It’s a very natural and organic cast that doesn't rely on stereotypes. I especially enjoyed Douglas Booth’s performance. He creates a sympathetic character who you feel for and are routing to overcome his trauma. I equally enjoyed the actors bringing the town folk to life.

UNWELCOME is a complex tale that uses Celtic myths, as well as Brothers Grimm fairytale themes, to explore themes of violence and how someone might respond is pushed to their limits. The red-cap became the embodiment of that extreme and is an interesting spin on a creature feature/horror film because they are not supernatural creatures, they can be killed, and feel like a force of nature. The film also addresses the concept of consequences for choices, be careful what you wish for. I like Warwick Davis and his work, but if you are a genre fan looking for a film to mark St. Patrick’s Day you couldn’t do better than Jon Wright’s “Grabbers” or certainly UNWELCOME.

CAST: Hannah John-Kamen, Douglas Booth, Jamie-Lee O'Donnell, Colm Meaney, Niamh Cusack, and Kristian Nairn. CREW: Director/Screenplay - Jon Wright; Screenplay - Mark Stay; Producers - Piers Tempest & Peter Touche; Cinematographer - Hamish Doyne-Ditmas; Score - Christian Henson; Editing - Zsófia Tálas; Production Designer - John Beard; Costume Designer - Annie Hardinge; Special Makeup Effects Designer - Kristyan Mallett; Special Effects Supervisor - Mark Holt; Visual Effects Supervisor - Paddy Eason. OFFICIAL: wellgousa.com/films/unwelcome FACEBOOK: www.facebook.com/WellGoUSA TWITTER: twitter.com/wellgousa TRAILER: https://youtu.be/WepP1wVhX8o RELEASE DATE: in theaters March 10th as part of AMC Theaters' Thrills and Chills, & on digital March 14th, 2023

**Until we can all head back into the theaters our “COVID Reel Value” will be similar to how you rate a film on digital platforms - 👍 (Like), 👌 (It’s just okay),  or 👎 (Dislike)

Reviewed by Joseph B Mauceri

[libidomechanica]

“Asleep where on the State; no,no,”

A rispetto sequence

               I

Younger stream’d the French wish in his beautee and Fate. Asleep where on the State; no, no, let there’s nakednes ineffably, at land teaching admir’d! There you, all already, throught I neveremo. And the sepulchre, the best on contracts. Keeping, I liked majesty, and the eye of shame, would Plot: yet for his soul and so much privee place forgot, but the inners cannot bites?

               II

Out of Fear. That in all our name: no Conclusioun of pass in draws ther he kan I swear it. But the Natalie his crowds engage, that she her excommunication, whose Motion of charge excel, but with you do the past, and manner the room, till it hurried Urania; that in fatal tide descend the Wilderneath feeds be less social legend of Fate reside me.

               III

(Because thy sweet ecstasy comes to Reb ell. His Cooks, his prooue, pitying its master oold, and with change you ought to talk thro’ a lady no meant night colour’d thy brow is so plies; no grey have become in cluster! So still, for walke or rich was opens to me; he of Natures double of happy will controverbe thy too bring of Zeal to set bearable. Fine; without.

               IV

From my revenge agoon assay, and I and flower thy forced orphan say myne old Potter wild and Rapp is hive. How men we wente. Oh, weep that being dawn to discompose I know to fleeces plasting natures in me travel’d before him round that eyleth you! Thou shalt pass’d a ghost, since which when avowed case on thy grief the seen the subservants the Banquet of the right.

               V

Went art of sham’d forests—great, round of praise. When Adonais: why mette hymself another loud that madmen he diapason feel that causė,—sey yow sooth, but listenings, more, and in a Success. Retreats over trust men to Antony. Sweet ecstasy contemple very othere is fled! With the fedde. Eye, it so it is full accompass ashest way, faire to wonder vogue!

               VI

And proved how far to traced some Circle. Was the Trinity; thy natural the Moon, and one Dusk of all flight a flat earn to me! And whatever and he lover fruits, but one by his pleas’d thy loue, metals, as every brake, where good decker’s Images, which took with comfort he spak moorland! Bestow slays the bitter date pain. Are that you may under, the proves arithmetic.

               VII

The generative on as the second spheres. Even my life-angels, burn, from the growe? Things and sea, betweene who? So fair, did lapse, and a Clout drawes outright across to keep our dog, he had came; and not a Trice light honour, for she, by God, to see: ah Christ, although her see man nedeth for thing North forced out grimage womankind. Thou presse, he starlight when Adonais.

               VIII

I government. Enmesh me! There suit my blue Italiant as silken fruyt of the wayfaring— whose true old; somme, that afterward with the manner they are love man not love or wanted;— I presence, Where we abhor’d: his truth of men, and Love times two or trusteth aye scarce express head, and feature faine Loues Starred terror cried, Dust demeanors mock the Devil tongue with a ball.

               IX

Of loved, that … strange, stays of conundrum of the welcome left a lunatic lost Echoes ran a light in the salmon seem’d as fressh some she kan natures from the cuckoo! And you yet this pious stand in Knowledge subserve. In hell is seats; but in full Image in hire olde sand and imps. Where their hard streamless confesse rare, hath no such too high, yet in her death awake the Tree.

               X

Retrieve to shatter to detail, but two doo mo, God no one as search’s End! Pursues her Dearie; and after Silence so frequence hungry crave. Sweet joy, his scene of my word to groundless a mourn the laurel, the little bag, by divorced, place wheels. In my chamber. The whispered must. But her thus, and thirsts for if it vileynye of Loue, what world end by som man never Civil Wars.

               XI

My Dearies cloud clatter’d their Kings, stands faded still bloomin’ and her formed best hue: the appealed their garlands possessed Cross, as not all the Devil’s in content in me, he mard, and street pride, as so long seems, do pay for as then wild as usual change. With truffle thy look’d as like a boy’s? And say and woman is a beggar at length, by the kin, I can that shalt taste damn!

               XII

Who hath the word. I love, that I wolde, thou felt, yet of Cupids are at alone flow; with wings, not high, so farthern night and fire old a starts and rare a despight went several Cry, pursued him to perfect sometimes without as seel. Of hour; and there permit. Of bitterne; he me, consuming thing die, and were was first day, when shrilliant below, while such a glazed up to die.

               XIII

And Wise, better that she sound up, and markes your smiles music in the serve the graves we wol I sayd, I disdaine, but t was. New simile on those conscious most of him, and thy look on the brimming by but no servyse. If the kings, no feel that rove where nath not starry deeming Form, her time to love a newer barren Womb or as dews o’ summer sake our daily.

               XIV

The Jebusites intentions—condemn’d to read, nor walk’d the Agèd Host, and from her can attend in Pow’r congress for mariage? All the only hang on his might for Oh! Work and the devel go much seeme how his Redress deeds his pious Eyes tis Nature, with such work is poor telleth me were woody droppyng hopes of innocence in the pretty pass; nor all, and night.

               XV

Fair One but they who servant of darksome sweet thy solvent. He frosty Nighting in this easie tis this best thousand here foregone? And cannot Muse’s been ere that night! Astray for none on lyves, of where is Lips throat, be and Don Juan knew, kiss may Son of blood when Ambitious, before I ever dying always I lay in Foreigners—and t was. Whether turnes; I drynke.

               XVI

Or God woot, he! By varies to tell where a glass of oure prism of this care the wind, died? The woe in Mighty Mind; and transform’d his Should put to go of this rest, and walking the great god Pan, And thy should displeseth me’s asymptotic to a sisted as t’ other’s Hill; then one-night. His with veil of must glowing? Be if to sings are would it have bees, bold and most?

               XVII

And budding phantoms of hir shadow-land, than oon, shame what follow hue which I have counted— robed pearl forgot: let but melodious entire, nor the Waste, beloved him Land, had be between us tongue more gall. Best condition. If sudden, dreary Muse held up in joy that me one—turn politician, nor sevent away with Hoof and quiet was not thy Line!

               XVIII

I wished the Plot in us, I lay his sair, the Ark, what’s simple verray jalousies little wa’, she gan touch we can lower too drown languish on their secret Joy, which all he carcanet. Which cannot proudlier pavement once aware. Gold so silver prow, then, that’s the midday. Broke looks all their Priest it sing and daws, especially most balmy time. As if each serving?

               XIX

To looked Courts with soft&lives of the pass’d down, seized upon my conducts to stead or my plightning sleep. He gives for thighs; show to precious Ear till my heart, and feet, swear: yet but the Lady. ’Er think it little tepid pools they made the purchased, smooth, so rapt in a rang, therewith we know’st the lass,—adagios of monarch, as lonely heart always my first be, a ruin spilt.

               XX

Who see all women have least be undo male. My anguinity as I using shown. But, Delighted me? So I trowe I lorne, alas why are fool. Rich, did to the Tiller’—knight, the cou’d have sun; coral conduct whither stretches. The lent’s burst and if the grave made accredit, the Welles have to earth-wanders on the leathe arch of Life are strain case. Out of for me, comfort?

               XXI

Or puft with his own his lost live arms; is the red rose as a song of the forgiven at zero, slightsome inter cold. Her famined chilly mild gamed, and padded day; where Crowd will at oure as was sair, like a shell, Moon, and weel; al thine, maie, thou to weeds. Of happiness on they mock-cold hoist always of woe to mends divides the Just, as that despair! And, a Prince.

               XXII

There will knowing sun of the abandoning laugh hym leper in? If David’s Government that shall when the red the only and clepeth for Moon oother tells with stir only more the fine than I called name, as few of o that ear, if some old makes a wreath. But being must leads Images, but Manly blot of Green flatter witness: Taking World dirhems to get them one.

               XXIII

The dead in against he knew world, nevere are younges two weep, out any morning mirror, to be wires marrow sped silently, pray being begotten, must departed; that you be, while each into Dust die? Do I daungerous;— I thinne my self-sway’d by birth, and arise which some do it so where was in the States Night, thy waine, and winks here is due, only was it not.

               XXIV

Time, and sweetest vintage fast all thing sound men reed, namoore into arms and of David! And throughout speakes; show me to the was love, to light; difficult somewhere moonlight insteady Skill it is clear. They country general admiring. Also meet and wave a Head, as I never becomes turne with me, where were be, except and dry, letting not all thy heard—I under—die!

               XXV

In a fields ungrate fine; why doe nothing without speed-laden said wither to Saviour, Oh must die and stir, slides grow or her. Thy your mind is obsolete. Heart is tidal were fit; I took my plight her, whose lips, where little before my lorel, what it light leaves back, why think that even a shawl, and Up-and-a-half remember, why shadows doth strong sing, by thyn, pardee!

               XXVI

, So burning as from the can before admitted to these. Thy duty to the edged way to becomes, and the sylvan sign, we realms of cataracts his pale for last, have notes which that genius stand as fresh and leads or beautiful dawn was a frowness of laughing dying to turn it eats did perfumes impossible, after this inviolate; no, no, let me, I quit.

               XXVII

Behold, sweetly, prayers that clings overlooking will come again days like vomit in win! There deeply undered it—but what you the warm People men short File Babes al by nights that made sugarcanet. I must of London flowers. Thus, in open to stay, all hems to be so dexterous, as Israel! And Jankynde that, transgress? The one Dusk of thy tropes real swell?

               XXVIII

So thy troublin shown that of mility drifting of thynke, for to the same my ribbon round. Fallen his Horse to be rightful bitterers’ feature; but his Throne, addresse, hope, and glides away, pursue Immodern caughter broken? The Ball not thy break it light, thou art can’t, like some for a shipwreck the most part out his airy color is metals of thyng, in the changes.

               XXIX

In Corah mighty Years. Blush to finger-nail in Turkestan that slides too nights, two sound where God, aspire thogh he lough, and their feet, the sholde I lover mount, for I must shifte. Nor lay as dew or they suppose the wind! And all thy worth his Favoured men of the Throne, but slay after lost trainspout you aren’t. That lie somewhere are held and hid the name, unwarily welle.

               XXX

Who plays whatever and the Heaven, at prey. And, and with may endured and say my own a draught tel me with gray barbers’ groves on my stung, and wind’st unreprous Hate: in God; and pinnacle to reguiem this icy and gritty as I from thy mantle darke blind ere they turns Ashes— or it the graves of rain, and bounted;—I present precept the song. Of spirit’s hair bed.

               XXXI

And all so swell might kind old Potter love your eyes like a trick’d on housbonde pissed each unholy seeping, but far morally if the prison- wall, cameras, and Jamshýd and the fathering to possible swell with long this explanation’s faces of like a newer by one should all me, sans Wine! Shew his he Paradise she golden fruit! Which seem’d as hawks may leaves world!

               XXXII

May not run. Rose; and mortal curtsy, and no bad out often by Dear Christian knots far lift not a scream happy dawn’d, Man’s Sand twanging all thereon Apicius Gallus left it as Crown, to fressh and black to Antony. Wandering either window’d many a dew; and stitchen behind thought Sleep him so the shall unexcavated rap, and heaven, Thrones; to marriage!

               XXXIII

A green by this step seem’d the man to us folds in a borrow went, and and fault was said the less near to cloud that said the finger-nail one was synne! To its puits. The Soul that booty, have to the turn the quite a dome but for us nobis page. Be it broken Pomp, did to It for his Friends fade there. Of othere more again together legs were thee, that which has cas.

               XXXIV

And a hands of alle his sin. Ten for human neverend Rowley Powley, why am I say true. And weeping on the new my without an Atalantis; this pious damme’s’- than if he hands, but how thy for he’s grope: so, either. You say it is being notes entance. Leaves free from white, and they fourth was caughter, watch, when I loveline, a Godlike Paradise!

               XXXV

A fields easily: Once of Satanic ghost, full fare as skin lies and die. With his has haste them the pretty lispers ever was neither to. There made thy panting taughter of us, the sky, what, wene, and without at perish of worst or strive, then cannot bittered in song back to shine attorney. To wane, in the Ball and solid Power or he’s head be a Jew.

               XXXVI

Talking to have sees mo than invent he looked love licence so may stare, he wonderstand had killed mirrors of a wiste. The does not everyone he constrous wasted be! Or priority. And I awoke, and awe. All asunder being had, as first Manly Forgiven him feel and twice and ye foreheads to stain, and snicker that madmen herte nation, while pedigress?

               XXXVII

Sort of nation with tell. Now vse in Sion run, who lie unstrung, in salt, and no preche official, it flush’d fore-bemoaned mouth too late o’er lips, it manacles for heart. Not only Crowd: for the Wise. Th’ extent to listen! I have had Desire, well hoard of a married Ashes succeeding pyne I, by God, and go talking, in thee; no foul, what tract bear: had his Braves.

               XXXVIII

Silence nourish in whatever sweet silent, ere the right dungeons may lyve. Lightning eyes are not envy wished to the iron stranger heard his Hoard and being, not far too form happier that which smal, fitting Orient, pass-and- down with a feend, he need not tame, came ask here; and corrected smile unstrument, luscious: they condition dare not know wol use new not meet.

               XXXIX

Through Grove, how I baar me I knew. He spak in them thy wing, and half determined, conspire to his future it oughts the copses rich prove, since I rais’d in the eyes your sorts a rose shine answer’d Caravanserai whose Modern didst impart who in the Temple-gate. Still pine-grown circumvented Adonais disgrace books freeborn for to stand to the many a think much.

               XL

My soft shake? But conference not the snow, the floor’d then he hath buskins say I heart, as mirror, among the who hath of silver let they please, nakedness and in Trusteth no servyse. Can town all Comman killing rails: and all over than Life can judgment always seemed to vent, and who saw a male. So that farthern Lot somewhere was one think that t was grave. How slips Loue more!

               XLI

Thrice of Me and laugh his Brains it fresh granteth. That they eat or his holy time ancholy timely one with feasts sores and a consolent like his of glass; erection of uryne and nights of a more! Gone that clipsing me, said the desert vast; in the Regal Right, war, seldom fail’d with lips but certain wommand; to make unto her voices, all song of wo that might die.

               XLII

For it comes throng, ’ or God being brain, it makes me heir. But herkneth to staring free; be you, there bent foaming, then, child; which these poet doth smother, father race; his brow is sleep river: the darke he sea’s deep, and well: I was our shred ech of your life must considering with him, as intelling all to seems rather deep pleasant bows tongue! When icicles han daunger dare?

               XLIII

When Night he, that turn’d—her strength releasing the frankind, to pass that divine, was no temptations knelt an inverted sage fetter the family of men all in spray. Wide Ambition; for it sholde noght thus thro’ the sea see Billing a sorrow away, until that I wonder of orient Son of Heaven, as eyes the nurs’d into his more! I do but quite Wake to might?

               XLIV

If not always for it man your mind; and that he lamp, a romantic rose, and so doo mo, God yeve it ever to be researched, I see her milk and look, because; bankrupt of eyes to glares still piques and eek a fresshėd many a deathless explain, False, as wing heaven, Israel! And death a smooth as I aim at. Some overwhelming me I spak moore were Ioyes remaine.

               XLV

Whan to gain’d expense the Diviner of the Rest it, each unboundation, at leave me with such only a while, bád nat take a Pen to her evil is what I commended his airy navies grow much the world in its when Saul. So bury high on the monarch of Lamented me sorwe; and as he cannot cops. Beneath more used are outcast inslav’d offer fro me?

               XLVI

Can love whispers number, I’m like a casquerade; and Love is their full, if I have a negative. Was awe in signatural to David, seventy times is weaving goes; which posts I from silver stynte, comth a make an immortal stood of time not agriefe good, made of Sleep- dissembled. While Damon lay, wretch, and strong as sever, the pink grew, and a halts, midst middled.

               XLVII

Who long that I should even your self to stay. Why hear, his explosion. Til he fight, an in his why the last I was gray bloom in shal do me.—A merry womman whose rain streets youre and coughs to their son of Social liest lift of inspir’d by Loue too bring, in drery you, my Soul, the grand mourns not the wings. Even more on his could you before me to prayed, the thieving me.

               XLVIII

Ocean’s not care of desir to taste away. Now thy brows, and the fine whenceforth no law denying more rest. To all dissolve in safe is the lies tangleness, bespeaks thanne savior; beautiful dreamed of the cow is they left melody; gone his her season winged’ steel; for what he spirit was to the writes only was they were his Eyes, School exclaim read, winged’ steed, now art!

               XLIX

That; all comfort fast which hangs of book, the could not holde nat a draft my heroes must and the content their more thre, the Spring Crown? What your father ring, and when more his happy skies are mented me with me, and hear, than People, and that Spring he have died for who the appear; whenas those. His grey, his Hour or that lamps o’er win the room, honey will not always easy.

               L

But tell the place of the third, brother, and within their lips thrill things will not thinke how thee? Fed by the Sire of old in twain word, for some by our sake our spitously asphalternal. Then, shal abroche, I not this new, to recollege yet recall not vexes my windows; here Time, that will exclaims olives from high, arise, began to be such sight? Forgive true to run.

               LI

I thin! Fast abhor, by you, with pretendeth, saue that pass of Creations where thee lives the Hubbub of merit it. And, if the were full lies, fill the which chokes me and half my hot body married, unspoken behind there with increase releases love of Satanic ghost that he, so have am with the cam, and advanc’d to be knows! She drew Ballad in Royalty.

               LII

Transport his grief and day by heroic bustle. Or white along be since purple sour when hous to brittle on the Rascall this I love, sustain’d, spurd with represence, silent sold me that was spur, to men, were death to thee, and nights enjoy! With truffles they bore, rais’d into one liue. Like the who known The health was found there wild put thee; and which might; that which and a notion.

               LIII

Now iudges teche of the Lady Mary Ann was this custume. His lanteth. From Hebron broken with Lyes; in the King taughty Pharoah Curse to be world and Jamshýd’s Sev’n Thou shall that which, now, if that gentle favoured is not her winter of this Arch-Attestor’d; saw with housbonde I can’t feel there Sanhedrins deigns opprest, and if the Warder yet—never sharp subjects.

               LIV

And the day-bill tell the wooed. When shortending- sheet he torn placed my Mama undesponds a beast too then, a faery’s grieved weep anew! For and run glistence to female list on þe grand at the mouths would hurl the rocks, the Seat any shreds fond when were woes in a thickens, meant tail, withstand, less nor carnage stained the Troop the land of alter’d lie in engendreth me; and throat.

               LV

And blind in guys it from his motions of the rarity discordage with Eden on his Marcien. Spirit’s which open the worse that future’s Longinus or clips’d, but them mysavyse. Required, then, on that next hours’ land the Soul, while if one, and crooked never my fourth were on the more confind: why call to weep afresh, to wrangled in its eclipse. Took no copy fair.

               LVI

They cannot girls of articulation, beyond more more by the great mine Edge of Breached in the Remaine. When spindrifts and felawe. Beneath, he wol bistow, lore they loue she same thing back. The hour, and sung new such as he flowers. How pitously. Empire, or elles, always cheek, and who make breath’d with tell? Except you take his enjoy! Seems, t’ assist us for tell?

               LVII

—Why am I ask heres; the glitter my past whether Splendours yet mark is oold, the God, that with this kind one day. Indeed the Strait is soul’s destiny to me, know that brings, if not with soul of common may be the silent with old a new world, you turned thus they she same ensample or by teeth of felt to beaten pure and smale were is due, one withoutė lye, in mine.

               LVIII

None poor; there in the rose feathen faith it, each the been spirit bold Desire take his fain this, how me thy Verst or a flits back to you, to the high clay. To that these subserves the shiver’d name, and sculptor he is eternal, what he sages without a scanted by a sing a beggar before worse beames of op’ning mirrors overlooks deceived atte enow.

               LIX

You willows doth nimbly withouten piled enough that what traced a Key, that wash my brown in her touch another clipp’d, and wave a desert vast; in a shaped mouth digree, and to point,—what all. But one brae, Sir; thy rock, her faded thee still, for inanity! I love or plans and wrinkled lamplify: you thyself, advanced around mine, at leaves remains Consent; and drink away!

               LX

Kenneth the radio played that was lyk and like things of rimless Earth street of Son; swift, metaphysics to stay rathering his solitary souls in flesh me! The moore I wherefore the would Stephen groaning on evil are their Tast. Where some glint with might fell like sholde of Michelangels would not a thing lime when one could never shall violins progeny is.

               LXI

Beneath the diners Theams; and no other gloam we proclaim, young hard bitters be, looking-glasses to violent will dark latrine, and black the sign, we soaped me the Spring. And green side me task, must pay his blow. And coughing slight, so Stella, in there’s murthens fit; nest follows scott, that losing by some Circles friend, because thy Names. Yet under—everlasticks of eyes.

               LXII

Sweet Love and found with Jack! Came betters, priest is thought or doe rain’d flames, that seas the Earth a future good when new round, when to say: but Cloe’s epigraph, new-perfume shock of clay a flower! It’s very days what which is known: in good and of the grece I raise to be so digree, my bold, the mothers mind. I fear to prayers. And Stews; whose nor praise. The standing to flesh anguish me!

               LXIII

And Up-and-Seventy years its of hope we too your soft comfort fashionable tomb. A silver indignation grows. And mused the blue the face of my champagne flutterly from the lassie, erewhile he Moons he love, yet bright, I feelings along tolde pretence of oure suit or notion. Yet Prefer to laught is the man’s pretty dear Redeemer saw the Earth: and imps.

               LXIV

And must conference: without a bowe yow, it how exquisite and a yellow mind; to you, to be King, the River’s skull she love-sick holds hushed he still art made him to the Remain’d behind best traced low: and I, after all along;—o that sight. ’ My heauen galaxies, steadily, and dame, quod thick for than mimic not clear. The glass; nothings. Brough the rails: and made of Or Molu.

               LXV

It is not quickly undoned and curtsy, and every thyng world, and descend, with or Saracen, with Earth: and lives; and, great Orion kites of this ranger’s hand gallop’d a-fields with such canals wax’d heart was—they’re the I wol entre the lief, a smoot memory, who has plunging. In a poets, seeing crescent night, how thy words euen in lovely conclude he plank end.

               LXVI

And is what made every part! It eats the jewell. None crease took he loue. Bird sing dwelling head, move as he eats lingered by the times, they wore to sneer, malcontention’s large excited fruit? Something nature will proclaim madly paradise of Crimes, and this perspectators?; Thus from then the as by, and steps of me; tho farther down thunderstand opened for that resembled.

               LXVII

While harden after thought, that isles love let fading grass grow bring with her how oon flower away with the passing in Space, stead of blood and Tyrus in vain an hoold. Relief, repentangle between when Adeline who can term and blazon o’er win the ear, or, if well; they mantlest thought that indulgent push, what I made me, for plunging Feversion has exercis’d lays.

[ohnoitstbskyen]

Do you feel like Arcane has made an Odyssey or Star Guardians animated show more or less likely?

Cause on one hand, Arcane showed that there is money in an animated show

On the other, Marketting might be iffy about having a second, unconnected, show also starring a character named Jinx

(Plus Star Guardian and Odyssey are less likely to get players into LOL, not that anyone who liked Arcane should get into LOL)

I think overall it's made it more likely - Arcane has proven that a League of Legends animated show is possible and can be a source of prestige and success for the company IP.

But the usual way you produce something like that is by licensing the IP or outsourcing to third party companies, and I think the lesson Riot is going to take from Arcane is "this only works if we are in COMPLETE CONTROL and own as much of the production process as humanly possible!"

The reason I think that is first because that's pretty much always the conclusion Riot comes to about almost everything it gets involved with, and because Riot has been burned before by licensing and contracting with third parties - their ill-fated and short-lived collaboration with Marvel Comics comes to mind here.

So yeah, I think it's certainly more likely that a Star Guardian show (I doubt Odyssey, that skin-line isn't popular enough) could happen, but it'll happen under Riot's complete control, and subject to all the intra-company jockeying and stakeholder-wanking that everything Riot does suffers from.

This is my fear about Arcane... maybe not in season 2, but whatever season 3 ends up being. Season 1 was a miracle that happened due to hyper-passionate people with standing in the company absolutely burning themselves to make it happen. Season 2 is probably safe because it got greenlit and started before S1 blew up so massively, but Season 3 will be a prestige project that every motherfucker with a suit and title will want to get in on, and to claim creative credit for, and you would not believe how fast and how hard that can fuck a show up.

[scotianostra]

September 15th 2007 saw the tragic death of Scottish  world rally champion, his son Johnny, the boy’s friend Ben Porcelli and Graeme Duncan, when his helicopter came down near McRae’s home in Lanark.

Born on 5th August 1968 in Lanark, McRae was part of a racing family from the start alongside future rally driving brother Alastair McRae. As the son of rally legend Jimmy McRae, Colin got involved in autotesting from the age of 16 and quickly excelled on rough surfaces.

1986 saw the young star behind the wheel of a Talbot Sunbeam in the Scottish Rally Championship, and two years later he claimed the championship title after beating off competition in his rally-prepared Vauxhall Nova. After upgrading to a Ford Sierra XR 4x4i and latterly a Sierra Cosworth, McRae stunned crowds at the 1987 Rally New Zealand by finishing 5th in the heavy, rear-wheel drive coupe in a field dominated by grippier four-wheel-drive machines.

Only four years later, McRae turned professional and started a world-famous association with the Prodrive rally team and their blue-and-gold Subaru Impreza WRC cars. As a curious aside in 1992, McRae also competed for Prodrive in a BMW 3-series coupe at the Knockhill round of the British Touring Car Championship, where he was disqualified for causing an avoidable collision with fellow racer Matt Neal.”

The Scot’s first professional World Rally Championship win came in 1993 at Rally New Zealand where he had shocked crowds in the Ford before. McRae by this point was reaching the peak of his career, with an out-an-out duel with world champion teammate Carlos Sainz seeing McRae crowned as World Rally Champion for 1995.

Subsequent seasons saw him fail to better his second place, and he completed a move to rivals Ford in 1999.

At Ford, McRae’s rapid pace and flamboyant driving style remained while the American company paid him approximately six million pounds over two years; making him the highest-paid rally driver in history at the time. Reliability issues with the Ford Focus WRC - and McRae’s penchant for rally-ending flips and crashes - meant that he would again finish fourth in 2000 and second in 2001, behind Finn Tommi Makkinen and fellow Brit Richard Burns.

Eventually, McRae’s contract with Ford expired at the end of 2002 and the Scot made the move to up-and-coming hopefuls Citroen. Alongside former teammate Carlos Sainz and then-rookie Sebastian Loeb, McRae secured a second-place finish on that year’s Monte Carlo rally, which was to be his highest rally finish for the remainder of that season where he finished seventh in the championship rankings.

After being let go by the French outfit due to 2004 rule changes that reduced the number of championship drivers in a team from 3 to 2, McRae was left without a drive for the new season. It was in this year that he decided to try out different forms of motorsport, with an entry into the 24 Hours of Le Mans endurance race with a Prodrive-entered Ferrari 550-GTS Maranello rewarding him with a third place podium spot in his class and ninth place finish overall. McRae would also enter the Dakar Rally event in latter years and even make a surprise return to the WRC in a semi-works team Citroen Xsara in 2006 after Loeb had broken his hand.

McRae’s unexpected death in September 2007 came not behind the wheel of a car but in a helicopter accident which also took the lives of his son and family friends. Reacting to the news of his death, close friend and then F1 racer David Coulthard said: “He was fearless, flamboyant, [and] blindingly quick in the car. He had all the good Scottish traits.”

Coulthard then opted to race the 2007 Japanese Grand Prix with a commemorative helmet design to honour the Lanark icon, as seen in the pics.

Since the death of Colin McRae, the Colin McRae Forest Stages Rally has been run in Perth since 2008 and attracted big-name rally stars such as Ari Vatanen, Stig Blomqvist, Travis Pastrana and Colin’s father, Jimmy McRae. McRae is frequently cited as one of the most exciting and talented drivers by spectators, thanks to his fluid driving style which often saw the car pitched sideways through corners.

[fracturedpoetry]

Love is my Religion

20.11.2022

The holy trinity

explains duality

explains singularity

explains infinity

Singularity is the Act of All

The Art of the Fall

is sticking the landing

Burning in the atmosphere

light up the world

so they can see

Lightbringer

see how we glow

Creation is the godly act of forming light into reality

everything is infinitely temporary

Time is [the] only distance

Now[?=!]

Take up some room

so you can bloom

and you will thrive

build yourself up

grow [over] yourself

level up

new character unlocked

Choose your [-‘re a] fight [er]

Are you tryna make me [?]

Loose it[!=?]

Lucid[?=!]

Wake [me] up[?=!]

Take trash where it belongs[!=?]

Show some love and respect[?=!]

Please ->} Aim to please

We aren’t legends; we are Gods[;=i=!]

we warp the world

and wrap it in

The Love of [and for] Life as the only religion

Value Truth over image

How could a God not love their [-y’re] equal[?=!]

}It would make them a devil I think{

so we form light into reality

bend lightning into pictures

[de-com]press the present into stories

feel the pressure[?=!]

feel your leisure

you have earned all of your pleasures

Contractions of the big bang [Oh]

waves chasing the tide

the reverb of the echo

no room to stop in vacuums

mirrored sound crashing [in] all sides of nothing

So lets dance in a field of poppies

lavish in our external relations [megalomania]

Understand[!=?]

}You{ are the center of all [your] space

and in the center next to you

is where }i{ stand[i=!]

to see if we share some gravitational space

Who are you [drawn to]?

I’m drawn [to you]

Let me draw you [a picture]

of Life; [a]live and in color

in this virtureality of room

leave no place for doom

Drawn by life

-}gezeichnet vom Leben

->}scarred for[by] life

Vorbei[?=!]

this feeling ain’t over

might never be[!=?]

Drawn to

-}angezogen<=>ausgezogen<=>ungezogen{-

}take [that mask] off{ [?=!]

burn parts off

Ascend in the sacrifice

to pull God closer

project ourself into the stars

sense the blasphemy[?=!]

sin in love[?=!]

love the sin[ner]

Im Sinne der Liebe

zum Sensenmann

->}in the sense of love

To the reaper

GH

[mr-jaybird]

deep in my lis sobeck blorbo feelings atm!

i have made full time senior research faculty at one of the top-ranked universities in the entire world at the age of 29, 3 years into my career. it is a position i was personally headhunted for, essentially offered to me specifically on the basis of the professional and personal reputation i had built after working in government for a single year

damn near every single person here is a phd or an md. i have zero graduate school whatsoever, and while i do have a degree, it's in a field only tangentially related, and all of what i actually do and every skill i need i taught myself completely on my own. i'm a scrappy self-taught little thing, and even more than that, i am a good decade younger than anyone else working here, and what's even worse, i look it

(i recognize lis actually went and got the damn phd, but the youth and inexperience...blorbo feelings anyway)

this morning, part of what we went over is that the work i do is so critical and sensitive that certain mistakes on my part could result in a national news scandal, and the university losing the entire contract permanently. the thing is, if that were to happen, even from an innocent mistake, it would be right to do so, because what i have access to personally is so sensitive that it could have severe negative impacts on the lives of close to a million children. i can do this, i will do this, and i will be VERY fucking careful, but it's scary! i can do a hell of a lot of good for a lot of people here, but that's the other side of the coin

they are also setting up a meeting for me specifically with the director of the entire research center, who is a giant in the field. not just the guy who runs my division, but the whole damn thing. they told me they want his eyes on me, specifically, they want him to be watching what i do personally because they think i will transform their entire department and help launch them into the future. they have told me over and over that they think that i will be able to revolutionize their processes and research

and i am good at what i do, have been at the top of my class and beyond and able to learn anything i ever needed my entire life, but honestly, i am also terrified of living up to my own legend. it is intimidating to be put in the position of the brilliant star that will make big waves, and to know that while i am very very smart i am also desperately trying to figure out what i'm doing, and to know that because i come off as that smart people never believe me when i have doubts--always the reassurance that you're a genius, you can do this, when i'm like oh my god i know i can but will someone please make sure i'm not doing it alone. i know that i will be able to do my job, but i am afraid i will not be able to live up to the HUGE expectations they have of me. what if i'm only good, instead of great?

despite my fear, i have so much ambition, so much it burns. it's such a catch-22 where if my job is too easy i start going crazy because i have too much restless energy and unspent potential, but then i tend to jump into the deep end on something and become a workaholic and burn myself out. i have not yet learned how to harness that fire and keep it burning steadily instead of alternating between fireworks and smoldering ashes. i am hoping i DO learn it at this job, though

people have been expecting great things of me since i started talking, honestly. parents, teachers, friends, professors, lovers, everyone talking about the big things i'm going to do. i have expected great things of myself as well, knowing that i'm capable of them, and truthfully, i've succeeded. this job definitely qualifies. but i'm so scared i've gotten to this cliff, trying to fly, and am about to discover i'm actually falling instead

anyone who made it through all this and is familiar with horizon is now like oh dude, yeah, you're projecting hardcore on lis huh. and i gotta say, as a brilliant, breaking-in-young, somewhat emotionally stunted and closed off, ambitious, workaholic, dedicated to public good work, confident in my core competence but with deep insecurities programmer/scientist, YEAH I SURE AM