#D. B. Cooper

[intriguingpeoplebyangelafloyd]

D. B. COOPER

The character Dale Cooper (‘Dale Bartholomew Cooper’) in Twin Peaks was named after D.B. Cooper.

            D.B. Cooper is an unidentified man who hijacked an aircraft, and jumped out of the aircraft with $200,000 on 24 November 1971.

#dbcooper #dalecooper #twinpeaks #kylemaclachlan

[lesbianchemicalplant]

Ooh-wee-ooh I look just like DB Cooper,

[kimtranssexler]

Reblog for sample size please I wanna know what people think.

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mcfly july 2021 || day 31 Pepsi Free (Free Day!)

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“D.B. Cooper was six feet tall,” Jules said.

Marty threw his paper plate into the fire and shrugged. “People under duress are terrible at judging anything, let alone height. I probably did look six feet tall to them.”

“You’re not D.B. Cooper.”

“Yeah,” Verne said, lying on his sleeping bag. “Even I’m not buying this one.”

“Do you even know how to use a parachute?”

“Do you?”

“Why would I need to know how to use a parachute?” Jules asked. “I’m six.”

Marty tsked. “I jumped out of my first plane when I was five –"

“You’re not D.B. Cooper!”

[smilehilist]

has anyone seen that post where someone drew d.b. cooper's hilarious hypothetical skeleton with sunglasses and cape and all? because I miss it dearly and I cannot find it anywhere. where did he go

[octorocks-and-dodongos]

but what if I thought d. b. cooper was kind of a girlboss

[mutantenheim]

The flight took off, it had been in the air for only a few minutes when a piece of paper came over the back of her seat, dropping in her lap. It was folded. Oh my God! Is this a note? Probably from weird, lonely, creepy, old guy that likes to sexually harass flight attendants. Raven took the note and put it in her purse, well Florence Schaffer's purse. Don't worry she's fine. Unconscious, at home, in her bed, sans one purse and the other things that Raven needed to prove that she was who's face she looked like currently. The note safely placed in the purse, hopefully that was the end of this creep's pestering. Nope. He continued with 'Excuse me, you might want to look at that note.'. Boy does this guy not give up. It's just a phone num..... 'I have a bomb.' That changes things. Was this one of those hunters that was after her? Why didn't he just kill her already? Raven leaned back, catching a glimpse of the man. She thought that he looked familiar when he had winked at her when he boarded the plane, ......

...but now she was certain she had seen him before. She turned back around and took the note out of the purse and read it: 'Miss—I have a bomb in my briefcase and want you to sit by me.' Raven sighed, crumpled the noted up, got up and quietly, and in the least suspicious way possible, moved to the seat behind her, right beside the passenger that gave her the note. She plopped down in the seat and glared at the man. In that moment, Raven's memories from 1500 years ago came back to her, remembering the trickster god, and the the fun that they had. Well that changes things. A mischievous smirk came across her, er.... Miss Schaffer's face. Raven briefly shifter from Miss Schaffer's face to the face that she used back in 500 C.E. when she had remembered seeing Loki last. "Long time no see, Sloegr." She says with emphasis on the name that the trickster god had used with her the time last. "So what's even the plan, this time? Can I see it?" Raven says with the gitty of a child being allowed to stay up late or watch a movie that they would normally not be allow to watch.

@marvelmyriad

@house0f3

Realistically, Loki should have known better than to make a wager with THOR. The last time he had put any sort of stake on an event, he had wound up in a...VERY UNCOMFORTABLE POSITION involving a horse, and he wouldn't ever elaborate on that to ANYONE.

At the very least, casting this bet hadn't produced the presence of any SIX-LEGGED HORSES. It was actually quite simple, even without the comparison to his past mistakes. His brother had told Loki that he thought it impossible for him to outwit someone anymore without using his MAGIC.

Now that...that just COULDN'T STAND.

So, the plan had been sloppily thrown together, sure, but if there was one thing that he was certain of, it was that human beings gathered in a small space that was THOUSANDS OF FEET IN THE AIR would not only be easy to fool...but quite ENTERTAINING as well. There was no real intent to harm anyone physically, there was a spark of mischief in his eyes but nothing malicious.

It was what Midgardians might consider a bit CHILLY, but he had never been bothered by the cold. He adjusted his jacket ever so slightly, his ticket in one hand and his briefcase in the other. The briefcase that contained a FAKE EXPLOSIVE DEVICE.

Loki straightened his tie before he'd gotten on to the plane, going over to his seat before removing the duster coat that he had been wearing and draping it over the seat as he saw other men doing. With that, he took his seat and held his briefcase near his feet for the moment.

Once they had taken off at last, the god leaned back somewhat in his seat and allowed himself the moment of tranquility. Since he had a little bit of time to kill to ensure the incident would happen mid-flight, he politely called over a flight attendant.

"Pardon me, miss," he'd spoken to the woman that was still walking the isles, "might I have a bourbon? I'm a bit of a nervous flyer..."

It was clear that the woman with the tray in front of her had a rehearsed smile on as she nodded and answered in the affirmative, giving over the drink. Only when he checked his watch and noted that enough time had passed had he removed the pen and notepad from his jacket, writing a note indicating he had a bomb in his briefcase and wanted the woman to sit with him.

With the note in hand, he leaned forward to the other attendant that was sat near the jump seat. He had expected that she might read the note immediately, but when she didn't, the trickster's brows furrowed somewhat and he leaned forward so that she could hear him better.

"Excuse me," he persisted, "you might want to look at that note..."

Loki also opened his suitcase somewhat and showed her a mass of wires and red-colored sticks. A bright smile graced his lips with that same spark of chaos in his eyes.

"I have a bomb..."

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[ 2022 ] trolls art log 9

[radrattradish]

The pursuit of D.B. Binghe

reference is the poster for the pursuit of d b cooper

[fokkel]

An assortment of characters from memory

[stellanslashgeode]

That's why we never found him. Poor bastard can't spend his ransom money there.

“Okay so when you said D.B. Cooper exists in Eberron, does that mean that there’s an Eberron equivalent of D.B. Cooper or that D.B. Cooper got isekai’d to Eberron?”

— (via yourplayersaidwhat)

[intriguingpeoplebyangelafloyd]

D. B. COOPER

D. B. COOPER

Unidentified man who hijacked a plane, money and escaped by parachute

24 November 1971

            A man aged in his 40s, who wore a dark suit and carried a briefcase boarded the Boeing 727, on Northwest Orient’s Flight 305 from Portland, Oregon the flight was to go to Seattle, Washington.

            During the flight, the man handed a flight attendant a note telling her he was carrying a bomb in his briefcase. He showed her the ‘bomb’ and stated his demands; he wanted four parachutes, a fuel truck waiting for the plane when it lands, and $200,000 in $20 banknotes

            When the plane landed in Seattle, the man (nicknamed ‘D.B. Cooper’) allowed the passengers and two flight attendants to leave. Officials at the airport handed him the money and the parachutes and he ordered the pilot to fly towards Mexico City. 45 minutes into the flight, he put on the parachute and jumped out of the plane north of Portland into the dark on a rainy night. He left behind two parachutes and his clip on tie.

            The FBI launched a manhunt in the area where he jumped out of the plane but found no leads. Cooper had bought a ticket in the name of D. Cooper, either Dan Cooper or Dale Cooper. The male had brown eyes, well-spoken, and a bourbon drinker. The FBI believed he wouldn’t have survived the jump.

            In 1980, Brian Ingram, aged 8 and his family were having a picnic by Columbia River near Vancouver, Washington. As they were trying to clear a spot to build a campfire, Brian unearthed a packet of money in the sand in $20 notes which matched the numbers of the ransom money which were handed to Cooper. The FBI searched the site but found nothing else. They found a DNA sample on the tie but it didn’t match up with any suspects.

            In 2011, Marla Cooper, contacted the FBI and told them that her uncle, Lynn Doyle Cooper, who was a Vietnam veteran was D.B. Cooper. She said when she was aged 8 he came home injured in 1971 and claimed he was hurt in a car crash. He told the family that their ‘money troubles are over’. He died in 2011. The FBI couldn’t connect him to the hijacking.

#dbcooper

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Funniest historical events bracket

Details under the cut:

D.B.Cooper: On a flight from Portland to Seattle he told a flight attendant he had a bomb and demanded 200 thousand dollars (1970s money). In Seattle he got 4 parachutes and let the passengers out and then instructed the crew to fly to Mexico City. He jumped out before the plane even left Washington. He was never found. They did find some of the money in a river tho. Probably died of not knowing how to operate a parachute properly.

Mansa Musa: He was a king of the Mali empire and in 1324 went on a pilgrimage to Mecca. He was VERY rich. He gave gold away to people on the way. A lot of gold. He made inflation a thing before capitalism was a thing. Wild. Anyway I know we all hate inflation (well. ) but if a king gave me gold and built a mosque in my town (assuming im muslim in this scenario) i probably wouldnt mind.

[morningstarbee]

as a massive fan of the ghoulboys/watcher/bfu i am also a massive db cooper stan

let's fucking go

eliot and parker playing a married couple (this counts right)

it deffo counts

[dandelionjack]

we need 15 and ruby sunday to somehow end up hijacking northwest orient airlines flight 305 on 24 november 1971

[casiavium]

Can't sleep again. Thinking about how I don't like knight/prince(ss) as a trope. Besides the fact that it's boring to me. This isn't "discourse" or a call out or anything it's just a personal interpretation and analysis

while yeah there's nothing wrong with that level of power imbalance in fiction, these tropes always act like that's a cute thing which I just find to be. 😬 y'know. Referring to a character as a "pet" for the royal one without understanding that that's. not a great dynamic to have. The "don't call them toxic or problematic!" When the relationship is inherently not equal and can never be without issues, but this can't possibly be discussed because then the person who ships it is a bad person 🙃

and for someee reason still bitching about the "more obvious" power imbalances like enemies, who most of the time end up being MORE equal because they're the same person same situation different fonts

It's fine to me when it's used as an insult (something something loyalty) and then there's discussion of "you know you mean so much more to me than that", or when there's a Very Obviously Fucked Up imbalance that is Very Obviously Not Normal and yet the one that gets the short end of the stick is like "fuck this I don't care that you think you're better than me. Your power only exists because I give you it, so be very careful how you use it" (and when they use it wrong there are consequences that don't get magically forgiven)

If the one with less control isn't very very aware of how much power the other has over them and could exert if they wanted to (but also the fact that the relationship and its genuineness hinges on their agreement) it gets a bit too concerning for me. If there isn't a certain level of meta intertextual analysis and understanding of the way the very much dominant/submissive dynamic works then it's just. Not interesting and often frustrating

Edit: this should have said intra-textual ("in the text itself", which I apparently not a word) not inter-textual (between texts)