#Evron

[calochortus]

Evron (Mayenne) - Basilique Notre-Dame de l'Epine - Orgue by Patrick Via Flickr: Evron (Mayenne) - Basilique Notre-Dame de l'Epine - Orgue L'orgue : initialement placé dans le bas de la nef, un orgue est attesté depuis la fin du XVIe siècle, le buffet actuel du premier quart du {{|XVII}} porte les armes de l'abbé Mortier, il est déplacé en tribune en 1666 et refait par Thomas Alport. Renouvelé complètement par Goydadin en 1877 il est restauré en 1964 par Beuchet-Debierre pour le buffet et par Roethinger pour l'instrument avec 20 jeux et 142 notes. Son accès se fait par l'escalier monumental du {{|XVIII}} dans le couvent développé dans la tour porche romane. Il est classé monument historique en 1958 fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abbaye_Notre-Dame_d%27%C3%89vron#Mo... fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abbaye_Notre-Dame_d%27%C3%89vron

[gillesvalery]

Évron-Mayenne (La Basilique Notre-Dame de l'Epine) (1)

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100 years ago:

Evron

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auxiliary power

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what goes thru my head when i think of unsympathetic patton

[uncaaj]

Scanlation: PK - Ur-Evron Part 2 - Choice and Consequence

PART 1 | part 2

INDUCKS CODE: I TOFF  3-1P Writer: Roberto Gagnor Artist: Roberto Vian

DOWNLOAD THE FULL PDF HERE!

[patemi-pk]

Game of Evron

Sotto l'ardente splendore di un inatteso sole, le orde di schiavi affrancati devastavano i favi di incubazione. Una visione inconcepibile. Mai ti potresti aspettare la tua fetta di vitello saltare dal piatto per strangolarti. Così il Sommo Archiatra Zeron osservava dalle vetrate della Volta lo scempio compiuto al cuore dell'Impero.

La stirpe predatrice predata nella sua tana. Sdegno riempiva i suoi occhi. L'Impero era morto, ma non c'era da ricominciare daccapo. C'era bisogno di un nuovo Impero. Un Impero Invitto.

Le navi si riempivano, i vettori di conquista diventavano rifugi per derelitti. Sbandati guerrieri perdevano le guide di una vita, gli schemi psichici fremevano di fronte al disastro. Solo una figura rimaneva fieramente eretta, certa che il domani sarebbe risorto. Un capannello di scienziati faceva la spola per chiedere ordini e pareri. Il Saggio Tra Noi rispondeva con quieta fermezza. La conservazione del cuore della civiltà di Evron doveva essere espletata. Lui aveva previsto. Sapeva della fine. Le parabole lobacevskiane di decadimento micografico ad accelerazione xeroniana erano chiare all'occhio esperto. Adattare le equazioni psicostoriche ai parametri di società alveare non era stato immediato, ma le recenti evoluzioni genetiche individuali avevano semplificato il processo. L'Impero doveva cadere. Il limite massimo sarebbe stato un ventennio. La causa esterna era stato un inaspettato plusvalore. Avrebbe permesso di conservare ciò che era importante e ottimizzare la rinascita. Ora mancava una guida per concentrare gli sforzi. Era pronto.

Continua (?)

[ronnydeschepper]

De peperbus van nonkel Miele (59): anti-zionistische joden

Joden en zionisten, één zelfde strijd? Dat is wat de leiders van de (uiterst) rechtse regering van premier Benjamin Netanhayu willen doen geloven. Het dient om hun misdaden en genocide tegen de Palestijnen te rechtvaardigen en elke criticus te criminaliseren als antisemiet. Prof. José Antonio Egido beschrijft dat veel Joden zich keren tegen het agressieve zionisme.  Hij neemt ons mee in een korte…

[bauerntanz]

#WeStandWithIsrael/5

#WeStandWithIsrael/5 Anlässlich der Terror­akte der #Hamas in Israel zeigt das Jüdi­sche Museum #Berlin (#JM) online in der Eric F. Ross-Galerie die Video­arbeit בחזרה על מחזה החזיונות (Rehear­sing the Spec­tacle of Spectres).

Anlässlich der Terror­akte der Hamas in Israel zeigt das Jüdi­sche Museum Berlin (JM) online und vor Ort in der Eric F. Ross-Galerie die 2014 entstandene Video­arbeit בחזרה על מחזה החזיונות (Rehear­sing the Spec­tacle of Spectres/Mit der Rück­kehr zum Drama seiner Visionen) der in Berlin leben­den israeli­schen Künst­ler Nir Evron und Omer Krieger. Im Zen­trum des 2014 ent­stan­denen Werks steht…

[dailyeveron]

Người tiêu dùng Việt Nam hầu như ai cũng đã từng biết đến thương hiệu chăn ga gối đệm nổi tiếng trên thị trường là Everon.

#tinchuyennganh,#tongquangioithieuvesanphamchangagoidemeveron,#changagoidemevron,#chonmuachangagoidemeveronchinhhang

[chainofclovers]

text: Israeli Jews and Palestinian Israelis come together to demand an end to the war on #Gaza.

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Peace activists have taken part in a protest in Israel's third-largest city, Haifa, demanding a ceasefire in the war on Gaza and the exchange of captives and prisoners between Hamas and #Israel.

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Currently, they [the protestors] are chanting 'refuse to kill, refuse to fight, refuse to murder' - this is our call," says Omri Evron, a member of the Communist Party of Israel, who helped organise the anti-war protest.

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[puffyducks]

Puffy's Really Comprehensive and Cool Review of PK Out of the Shadows for the PS2 (not emulated guys I didn't emulate it I bought a really legal copy for my PlayStation 2 console that I own)

Ok guys I just did a really epic playthrough of the Paperinik video game (that was streamed on Discord thank you to everyone who watched me scream and struggle for like 6 hours) and I'm here to give a review for the other PK fans or perhaps even people who really like playing old niche PS2 games for some reason (get a better hobby)

First of all this game gets a 10/10 rating from me because this game has Paperinik in it and there are no other games with Paperinik in them.

Paperinik's English name is "the Duck Avenger" but I guess there was too much PK logo branding in this game for them to bother to change it so they kept his name as just PK and tried to explain it by saying it stood for "really cool duck" or something in Latin. Which I'm pretty sure was just a fucking lie.

I'm really happy that Uno was there, I love him and he's my best friend even tho he was FUCKING USELESS like this whole game. Sorry he just kinda grabs Donald, turns him into a superhero, then throws him into an Evronian base with 0 explanation and is like "go kill" and like who am I to say no to the giant floating orb?? Like he gave me a gun which is really nice but I'm out here getting fucking jumped by the Evronian empire and Uno isn't even there to cheer me on or NOTHING. He only occasionally shows up to explain when you get a weapon upgrade like FUCKING DO SOMETHING UNO THEY'RE BEATING MY ASSSSS

The little collectibles are just tiny floating Uno heads so that also gets a 10/10 from me I really enjoyed running around and collecting my army of Uno PNGs. The SECOND collectible however- Ok so there are like these scientists that are tied up by the Evronians and you're supposed to save them right? Well for whatever reason (they don't really explain why this is happening) every time you get close to a scientist it starts a big menacing countdown in the corner and you're supposed to save them before the timer goes down or else THEY JUST FUCKING DIE?? I THINK?? LIKE I SAID THEY DON'T EXPLAIN IT SO I CAN'T REALLY TELL WHAT'S HAPPENING, BUT IF THE TIMER GOES DOWN AND YOU REACH THEM TOO LATE THERE'S JUST LIKE A PILE LEFT BEHIND FROM WHERE THEY USED TO BE, I THINK THEY GET FUCKING VAPORIZED OR SOMETHING? AND LIKE I WAS REALLY BAD AT SAVING THEM BECAUSE I GET REALLY STRESSED WHEN THE TIMER STARTS. I HAVE SO MUCH BLOOD ON MY HANDS. anyways.

I like totally didn't get stuck on the same section for 10 minutes because I kept comedically sliding PK directly into a big pool of evil pink goo. Like evil Evron goo I guess, don't remember THAT from the comics. If you so much as touch it with your little pinkie toe he dies instantly, it's very troubling. Like I said um that didn't happen to me though because I'm really good at video games. Idk if you knew I'm level 102 on Wizard101 which is like pretty high. Like it's not max level I'm pretty sure max level is like 180 right now but it's still cool I'm still cool and also really good at video games.

Oh yeah also something that was really amusing to me is the way that PK is just fucking Stanced Up the entire game. Like he's always kinda menacingly crouching and shuffling around everywhere he goes like a little superhero cockroach. Love him.

Can't believe I haven't mentioned this sooner but for the English dub of this game (which is what I was using because I am, in fact, an English speaker) they made the huge brained decision to get Rob Paulsen to do Donald's "superhero" voice. Rob Paulsen of course from Yakko Warner fame... and Steelbeak 1991. Donald sounds goofy as shit the whole game it lowkey kills me. I guess they assumed people wouldn't wanna sit through his regular scratchy voice for however many hours of gameplay but trust me, I would WAY prefer regular Donald over the weird 90s protagonist Crash Bandicoot wannabe thing he has going on. Uno sounds great tho, zero complaints.

At one point PK walks out of the level and he's like "haha who knew this superhero stuff would be so easy!" and I took that as a deep and personal insult. That was not easy Donald I was fighting for my fucking life in there. You have like 13 bullet wounds and I dropped you into Evron goop like 6 different times. Stop making me look bad.

I got stuck standing around like a fucking idiot for 10 minutes because I got an upgrade for the X-transformer and Uno was like "you see that hole? Go over and press □ to send the X-transformer through it!" and I was like oh ok. Except there was no hole I couldn't find the hole. I was only able to progress past this part because I pulled up a youtube video of someone else playing the game, and the guy in the video ALSO proceeded to get stuck in the same spot before realizing you have to backtrack to find the hole like 15 feet away from where Uno gave you the instructions. I can't tell if it's bad game design or if I'm just stupid.

I'm ngl I got to the end and heard Zondag start talking and he lowkey sounds hot as fuck. I mean WOAH that's crazy who said that??? (he's also British for some reason)

Wrapping up my final thoughts with some simple questions:

Does this game have Paperinik in it?

Yes.

Is it a good game?

No.

What's the best part about the game?

Uno is in it.

What's the worst part about the game?

Everything else.

Would you have been able to beat this as a child?

Absolutely not.

Why did they think it would be a good idea to get Rob Paulsen to do the voice of PK for the majority of the game?

Hell if I know???

Would you recommend this game to other people?

Probably not.

It took me a total of 6-ish hours to beat the game (it can be beaten in like 2 hours I'm just slow) but in that amount of time you could read PKNA chapter #34 "Nothing Personal" like 6 times which I think would be a way better experience.

Anyways like I said 10/10, would maybe think about playing again. On like a really depressing rainy day where I have literally nothing else to do.

[chocolatechampaign]

this emoji grew on me 🥹🥹

[un-pearable]

being a pk fan with little knowledge of italian or involvement in fandom is great bc i just randomly find cbrs and pdfs of scanlations with zero idea of where they fit into release order, let alone any semblance of a canon timeline

truely is not fair how hard the new pk covers go. and for reprints ?????

[thefearsomefangirl]

So.. may i invite everyone to hear about my Darkwing Duck x Paperinik (Duck Avenger) fanfic wip?

This is the idea:

Bushroot is recruited by SHUSH for help them understand and investigate the new planetary menace The Evronians.

But, in this scenario he find himself adopting and standing a defense case with this anomalous single spore which may be the result of the experimentation of some banished (humanitarian) scientific evrionian

Can you imagine Bushroot adopting an Evrionite (a baby fungi alien)... ?

you know, one of this:

Cuz i CAN

Also. Bushroot falls in love with his vigilante enemy while the relationship between Dark and Morgana slowly falls apart.

XD

I got the inspo after marveling with this panel:

You see that:

Dark is giving Reggie a hell of a talk. He's talking about TRUE LOVE and not watching Morgana, but Gos and Lauchpad. His family.

So, after losing Posey, Reggie wants to have a family, and an alien spore (i call him/her/they Evran cuz Eva + Evron) sounds like a good starting point as any other :$

I'm i crazy??

Side note: i don't actually speak english. I'm mexican, so i speak spanish. Therefore the fic is in español xD but giving that I'm still in the building stage, i wanted to know if someone have an interest in this idea :$

[kiiriminna]

Gift

This is part of series of connected PKNA/Donuno -oneshots, that I'm slowly starting to translate. I'll eventually drop the whole thing in AO3, but consider this as a Christmas present!

This short fic takes place right after PKNA #13: The Darkest Night (you can find it on Tumbrl; try @uncaaj).

****

On his way back to Duckburg from Bravestone, Donald felt tired, fatigued and irritated. That the Evrons had the gall to choose Christmas night out of all nights to attack a peaceful little town… And to top it all, when Commander Westcock had finally waltzed in – being fashianably late, like he was some big shot...! – then, as a reward for all his troubles, the man had dared to treat him with such an aggressively overbearing manner that even now it made Donald to grit his teeth.

“Nothing I do is ever enough, right?”

‹…Are you talking to me, Duck Avenger?›

“Ah… it was nothing, One. I'm just a little tired.”

‹Then rest. I can pilot the Duckmobile on remote control.›

The offer was certainly tempting. Tomorrow there would be an early wake-up call, when the boys would rush downstairs to open their presents, and right after breakfast they would have to go round to Grandma's for Christmas dinner.

“Well, if you’re sure you don't mind...”

‹Why would I? Even heroes need to sleep sometimes, you know.›

“This hero would need a couple of months or a year to catch up on his sleep deprivation”, Donald yawned as he wrapped his cape around himself and took a more comfortable position in his pilot's chair as the green indicator light on the dashboard lit up as a proof that the remote control was turned on.

‹I'm afraid that I can't offer you such a long nap, but would half an hour be okay for the first aid? I'll wake you up when we arrive to the Duckburg.›

“Thank you, One.” He leaned his head against the headrest of the seat and let his tired eyes fall shut. “Oh, and sorry.”

‹Why so, hero?›

"I didn't find anything to buy you for a Christmas present," Donald answered with a bit of a grimace. "I'll try to come up with something after the holidays... but my funds are hardly enough for anything very fancy, let alone your biggest wish."

‹My… what?›

“You know”, Donald insisted with a worn wave of his hand, “that something that you wouldn't be able to buy even if you had all of Ducklair's possessions at your disposal.”

‹Oh… that.› One chuckled, sounding  oddly fond… well, not all that odd, actually; the AI was little by little starting to behave much more human than what Donald had first thought he was even capable off, or what One himself was willing to admit. “No need to worry about that, Duck Avenger… You already gave it to me – or part of it, at least.›

Donald's heavy eyelids fluttered open. “What?! I did? When?”

‹When you said we were friends.›

He did remember it: One puzzled expression and slightly widened eyes as the AI demanded confirmation from him of what he had just said.

“I do not understand…”

He could hear a smile in One's voice as he answered: ‹You do understand, hero. You just need time to process.›

Indeed. As Donald turned One's words over in his tired mind, the pieces slowly fell into place, and he suddenly felt heat on his face. "Was… your great wish just that? a friend?”

‹It’s definitely a large part of it›, One admitted. ‹And there’s nothing “just” in it, either. I'm afraid that without your, erm, inspiring company I might well have end up losing my mind, just like happened to my poor brother Two… although I do believe I could do with a little less of your questionable humor.›

“Aww, One… I didn't know you were such a sentimental type of a person!” Donald cooed with a teasing voice to hide his own affection. Did he really mean that much to One – him, Donald Duck, the hot-headed klutz, and a golden child of misfortune?

The AI sighed heavily. ‹I guess I made a mistake telling you this, didn't I?›

“There's no reason to feel embarrassed! I think that was an adorable thing to say, you big, green dork!”

‹Please stop.›

Donald grinned and relaxed again against the back of his seat. In a way, he would have liked to tease One a little more – after all, the AI never let pass any change to tease him – but on the other hand, One was in control of the Duckmobile right now, and the smooth ride could quickly turn into a bumpy one if his partner got irritated enough.

“Okay, okay; I’ll let it slide. But it was still really sweet.”

‹Bah.›

“And despite all that, I'm still going to buy you a present, so don't get too fussy about it. That's what friends do.”

One was silent for a moment. ‹If that’s the case, then I must give you something too.›

Ouch. And once again, his wit had come back to bite him on the ankle. “You have already given more than enough”, Donald hastened to assure. “The Duckmobile, the Extransformer Shield, the secret base at Ducklair Tower… not to mention all the delicious snacks you've made for me.”

‹If giving gifts is, indeed, a part of friendship, then it also applies to me›, One countered, with a serious tone of voice that clearly accepted no arguments. ‹But now, you really need to rest. I'll wake you up once it’s time to get out.›

“I trust in it”, Donald said with a yawn and curled up in his seat. “I trust in you…” he mumbled, before mechanical whirring and light rocking of the Viittamobile's lulled him into the land of sleep.

Through his dream he could hear One’s familiar voice sighing, ‹What wouldn’t I do for you, hero…?›

****

A few days later, Donald gave One a framed autograph of Duckie Starry, the shining star actress of Anxieties, who had been more than happy to hand one for her hero Duck Avenger. The AI had clearly been delighted by the present and then squirmed awkwardly as he offered Donald his own gift: a vintage miniature model of the flagship of the original Star Battles trilogy.

‹It’s nothing special… I don’t know all that much about your interests outside of work…›

“Are you serious?! No way, I love it!” Donald blurted, genuinely amazed. “I don't understand how you even got your hands on this! I thought these would cost a fortune -” he broke off, giving One a hard stare. “…You didn't pay crazy sums for this, did you?”

One smiled shyly. ‹Not at all. I got my hands on several broken models cheaply and assembled this from their parts. I understand it means that  this model’s monetary value is about non-existent -›

“Who cares?” Donald said and gently hugged the model to his chest. “I will treasure this forever! I remember how I used to beg my grandmother and uncle Scrooge to by me one of these when I was just a little chick…"

‹And you didn't still get it?›

Donald snorted. “From Uncle Scrooge's point of view, miniature models are just a waste of money, and my grandma, on the other hand, thought that I would just have broken it right away – which, admittedly, is probably quite true. I used to be a little rascal back then…”

‹I could argue that you're still quite a rascal on this day›, One pointed out with a grin.

“Haar haar. Which one of us was the noisy brat who keeps eavesdropping on our neighbors, again?” Donald purred back.

‹I solemnly swear that nowadays I exclusively limit such actions to our dear friend Angus Fangus.›

“Ah, well then. He’s a special case, after all”, Aku laughed. “Okay, work calls. May I have my outfit, One?”

‹Of course, hero. Would you like me to prepare a little snack for you after you return from the scout tour?›

“I certainly wouldn't mind if you had a couple of sandwiches waiting for me by then.”

‹It's a deal.›

Little later Donald, now all suited up, climbed into Duckmobile and waved his hand to One, who had followed him to the underground hangar in one of his smaller and more mobile forms. “See you soon!”

‹Good luck. Bread and tea will be waiting upstairs when you're ready.›

Donald smiled. Being the Duck Avenger had always been an awesome experience – the danger, the excitement, the adrenaline rush pulsating in his veins – but it was all made even better by a friend at his side; someone whom he could trust, who helped and supported him and, when necessary, even patched up the wounds he received during the nightly ventures.

I wasn’t any lesser as a hero before I met One, Donald thought, and if necessary, Duck Avenger could definitely survive without him again…

…but even still, now I really hope there will never be a day when he no longer stands by my side…!