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Carcassonne, UNESCO World Heritage Site, Aude, Occitanie, France, Europe
#Carcassonne#UNESCO World Heritage Sit#Aude#Occitanie#France#castle#citadel#historic#building#architecture#photography#tourist attraction#Europe#travel#visit#autumn#fall#fortified city#fortress#La Cité#Medieval
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William Holman Hunt • Pearl
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Djinkans chap 17 preview 2
You aimed the wrong one
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An Italianate landscape with a view of a fortified town by Jean-Joseph-Xavier Bidauld
#jean joseph xavier bidauld#art#landscape#fortress#fortified#town#city#fortification#europe#european#romantic#romanticism#fortifications#sky#clouds
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we sang in the aeroplane over the sea tgth ☆
#27% circle line with a lovely friend of mine rail tracks screeching etc etc u know the usual. im just gonna write down memories#a few weeks ago my friend read thus spoke zarathustra by the fire to the music she was dancing it was her silhouette#against the flashlight lit up gold and royal blues and tiger's silk i tried not to fall in love with her. in bordeaux we searched#for pomegranates he sent her 300 quid by the beach she cut it open with a knife her hand covered in red we each had a taste of her work#sweet red wet the sweetest grit. too barely clothed to go into the cliffside church they painted my eyes we painted hers#8 shots of gin she screamed joyfully IT'S ALIVE! at the book she said become the child i said i feel like a monster she said i was insane#i tried to believe her. fortified wine and later a red pen crossword defiled by humidity her hair in my hands two king sized beds#pushed next to each other she took her top off she told us to watch her arms raised up the musculature on her back was precise cut from#marble we saw oceans we saw the birds take cold baths the midnight sun over a wasp-infested pool our chemicals in their bodies#gold flakes dark skin gold cross shoulders against mine drawing some form of each other on the train i didn't hesitate#to say her eyes were beautiful over and over monks at the soapshop with titanium credit cards i loved you like i loved no other#he tied his hair up and walked us into the river he held a bullet between his lips i never held his hand he said what an honour#you own too much capital your mother thinks i'm a natural i realised i haven't told my mother i loved her in years she's always been mother#never mom i'll watch you watch seaweeds this is terminal akrasia i'll feel your fingers smear perfume on my lips your girlfriend grins#bite into the straw take the shot hold my hand get it all wrong draw in the sand kiss him right stab through leather shower in chlorine#you're the determinable vicissitude is all yours we won the Game AND the Battle AND the War i'm proud of you like crazy we feed each other#saffron cliffside lovers well-fallen brothers fat cats blue windows southwest sun ALife SynBio design aXAA grow us a city in silico#we've grown to the ends of glee fire-jumper ocean-eater sure-footed lists on lists hands on eyelids не устану искать тебя#...anyway ive put my face on this blog b4 but hiii again#feel free to rb btw the rants r not personal
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so i’m saying that with denerim falling to the darkspawn, highever, gwaren, and even soldier’s peak and amaranthine are among the central strongholds. i know they say its redcliffe but like.. bffr, it should be the teyrnirs. elethea had spent the last 20 years building fortifications and defenses against the darkspawn specifically. and soldier’s peak and amaranthine are grey warden hubs in ferelden, if the freeholders are flocking ANYWHERE during another blight, its there.
#veilguard spoilers /#OUT.#the dragon age team regularly forgets every other important city that isnt redcliffe and it annoys me to NO END#ITS SUCH A POORLY FORTIFIED CITY IT HAS BEEN OCCUPIED AND ATTACKED SO MANY TIMES
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I think i dislike the idea gen 3 synths have any noticeable mechanic parts besides the component (and probs brain tissue) due to the horror of it all existential or not.
It's almost canon that not many wastelanders know about the synth component and if they do they don't know how to get it out without killing the individual making synth hunts risky. They too think when they kill a synth they will see gears and coolant and wires and something distinctly telling them that this thing is not like them.
So imagine a group so excited cause they caught a synth, they caught a synth and plan to execute it. The synth is begging for it's life either denying that it is a synth or promising to never bother them again if they just let it go. But they don't and they line up and they fire and they are expecting grease and oil and the distinct sound of metal piercing metal but they get none of that.
They get blood and guts and lots of it. Lots more than they expected from something they didn't expect to have it.
At first, they think it's a trick of the light or lack thereof. That the liquid pouring out of the multiple new wounds they created isn't what they think. That the metallic smell is just from whatever scrap it was made of. So they poke around it more and it's sickening. There are bones and tendons. Blood and meat and it's so real but they know it was a synth.
He admitted it when they stormed into his home, the house he had welcomed them any plenty of times in they days leading up. When he was dragged through the town that he helped build and put before a kangaroo court. Even when he was begging to keep his life. To keep on living just as he was, as they were.
"But he was a synth, he..." And they realized they stopped calling him it and they realize that they didn't just kill something but someone.
There would be something in the air. They knew but did they really know? He said it but wouldn't you admit to whatever you're accused of when cornered and scared and just wanting it to stop? He was a synth but what does that mean now? Did it matter that much to do this to someone they once called a friend? Now that his insides were forced out and the only inhuman thing they found was how it happened.
But that's how it goes and they clean up even though their consciousness is anything but. They look at each other and they know they stopped another one of them from being taken and becoming like him. They know they are staring at another human and that's all that matters...
Or that's what they keep telling themselves.
#like this is especoally worse and sadder and scarier when the synth doesn't know or was replaced and genuienly believes they are real#like all your friends want you dead and you find your not human but there is no real difference#or you killed a synth expecting components like gen 1 2s or early gen 3s and only seeing what you got and having that moment#that reflection that you took life no matter if you thought it was an insult to yours#anway gen 3 synths are blood and flesh fortified and only like their brain is odd and techy and thats pushing it#i like think synths bodies are more effected by FEV than tech like a supermutants where it is the perfected formula but the catch is you#must build the person so its intertwined with their DNA instead of rewriting it like with supermutants. Their brains are weird but mostly#organic and would have nodes in them that connect to their synth component that works as their initial programming/activator that connects#to the nodes when they first wake up only for the actual neurons in the brains to fire and start devolping human like experiences and#personality that the institute crushes through inputs to the component threats and etc... Ergo if the component was gone you'd never be abl#to tell besides DNA and the synth runs no risk of going berserk as the activator can never trigger.#again psa the synth that attacked in diamond city was still a prototype and not a full gen 3 synth as those bleed and need like regular#humans.#fallout#fallout 4#fo4#synths fo4#fo4 synths#i should just wrtie a fanfic cause what the fuck is this
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[stares awkwardly at BotW demographics board]
oh yeah, expanded town maps
#i have massive respect for Nintendo for actually packing towns they made with stuff to do#and NOT having redundant large settlements for realisms sake#but BOY i looooove realistic scale#fuckin .. watch me make a big ol sprawling gerudo town#and a kakariko reaching into the hills#and little rito neighbourhoods down the other pillars#and goron caveside villages#and hateno's sprawling pastures into the valley#and and lurelin stretching back and around the bay#and and and the old footprint of castle town like an old european fortified city#AND YEAH I LOVE IT [resigned booty]#rory's ramblings
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Bootham Bar festooned with Christmas lights in the old city of York
#Bootham Bar#York#Christmas#walled city#English cities#mediaeval#stone walls#archway#fortified#December 2022
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💭 Since we're here, thoughts from Nillan on the whole party too, and on the vampire gang
Send 💭 for a thought my muse has had about yours
@undyingmedium
"And they did this all themselves, just the five of them..." She walked with a gentle slowness, watching the blood splattered across stone, kneeling to inspect the ruined corpses, and frowning at the horrible experiments that were stopped. The Meat Forge was now devoid of life, inhabited only by the legion of vengeful wraiths that were unleashed upon it. "Good riddance. Quite very impressive though. I would have needed a small army for this, maybe 10 handpicked and involve the troll too. In fact, that might not even had been enough, depending... hmm..."
She took a little chain of praying bones hanging on her waist and looked for an important-looking corpse. "Let's see how they did it, and where the rest you rotten filth are."
(CONTEXT: The "vampire gang" is a young vampire girl and 4 (now only 3) vampire kids that my players befriended and brought into the current city, then the players left for a few months, during which Nillan found them and helped them in the background.)
"They seem free, but Avi won't speak the name of who turned her, and that silence doesn't seem entirely voluntary. It makes no sense to keep her bound unless her master plans to later come back for something... curious..."
#Nillan#My players assaulted and wiped out a cultist base in the forest that focused on creating monsters from people and creature parts#in the end they disabled a seal that prevented the vengeful wraiths of the victims from manifesting#thus the base got overrun by angry murder-ghosts right after they left#they ALSO put Nillan on the closest edge of the city for completely unrelated reasons at roughly the same time without knowing she's a necr#Nillan being a Death Shepherd and hiking for a hobby sensed the now obscenely haunted place in the forest and went to check it out#seeing that the place was a good base with a legion of angry wraiths already protecting it and full of fresh dead to be raised#she moved in with the rest of her undead and started hunting the remaining cultists in the area#because she saw the horrible things they did and yeah fuck those guys#THEN my players informed her that they also called essentially the inquisition on the place and they are coming in probably X days#So now that Nillan essentially gathered an army in a fortified base she has to flee the region asap and hope the inquisition won't track he#she didn't even plan on building an army and now my players made her a genuine threat with 90% indirect actions#Being a GM is fun
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He’s come to repair your door!
#;open#;c.onstantine XI#/for context; during the take of c.onstantinople; canons were constantly used to blast through the walls to make a breach#tho these canons could only be shot off around 7-8 times a day and had to be left to cool off and cleaned bc#there was the risk of overheat which could make the canons explode (which did happen at one point)#during this rest time; the walls surrounding c.onstantinople kept getting repaired each night; so when the canons were fresh again#the walls would be fortified again; and like this it went on and on until the city was eventually taken#so im like;; what if c.onstantine had knowledge in construction and repairing?#or well; f.ate's at least!#he will repair ur doors and make them very sturdy again!💪💪
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why does reading Herodotus always make me get story ideas? currently re-treading through a lot of the Persian section, this time as bg to the Greek side and got to Tomyris again and I knew there was going to be ideas fallout as a result
#at least this one was a. for a story I already had b. a useful section of the story to get ideas for#but seriously this guy'll be like 'so they marched for x miles and then cut a canal and then rerouted a river then built a bridge#then burned a bridge then piled earth against a fortified city wall and climbed over on it (the city was supposed to be impregnable bc#an earlier king had carried the lion cub his wife had given birth to around the walls-- I will not provide context for this At All)#then there were some Weird Dreams and somebody got their nose and ears cut off and then more marching"#and meanwhile my mental engine is revving like it's at a fucking drag race#idk#the college saga continues#herodotus
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Three Vintage Style Postage Stamps - Greetings From Kuwait - The Old Kuwait City Fortified Gate
(download high resolution vector illustration at the shutterstock link above)
#access#arab#arabian#arabic#architecture#card#cardboard#city#craitza#day#design#door#entrance#fortification#fortified#gate#greetings#gulf#heritage#historic#kuwait#landmark#mail#national#old#paper#postage#postal#middle east
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Defeated Kings
Joshua 10:20-25. And it came to pass, when Joshua and the children of Israel had made an end of slaying them with a very great slaughter, till they were consumed, that the rest which remained of them entered into fenced cities. And all the people returned to the camp to Joshua at Makkedah in peace: none moved his tongue against any of the children of Israel. Then said Joshua, Open the mouth of…
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#captains put their feet on the necks of the five kings#Defeated Kings#it was a cruel age#Joshua 10:20-25#Joshua actually showed mercy#opened the cave at Makkedah#some Canaanite soldiers escaped into fortified cities
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harvest moon over the marshes + nighttime canal walk, 18 September
#not to be sappy but finding myself hitting a real sudden tipping point with the land where I live#my holy grounds are nearby/commutable so I’ve split my time between there the big wilder forest to the north and here#only moved/got introduced to my local land in jan and of the three it’s been the hardest for me to connect with?#I think entirely for ptsd reasons as it’s the busiest/least familiar/more ppl living out here with their own rules and safety systems#(which I’m learning more about to be a good safe neighbour but yk! ppl go missing here occasionally etc)#(and hypervigilance has its own logics)#(also there’s a v distinct and loud group of spirits/Neighbours so I’ve been v deliberately taking my time)#anyway#tonight was my first night being out truly after dark#in proper magical headspace + stoned with a beloved woo-curious old friend#felt not entirely relaxed but at the same time safe! held! looked out for! by the land and river#the same way a grey willow I’ve been chatting to there took a v friendly turn a few days ago this week#and tbh I felt it in my body some kind of way!#honestly haven’t been able to walk along the canal most days bc high speed cycle traffic#+ certainly haven’t been planning a night walk any time soon#(when I can do a place at night is when I rly know we’re in tight)#but saw the moon coming up and suddenly! effortlessly! felt empowered to do a moonlit walk for miles up the canal#stoned + chatting + bikes + all#dare I say#recovery#???#certainly some good accumulated time; definitely finding my way here faster with my current skillset#and I’m really just starting to love this place!#often on the holy grounds I forget I’m in the city but that’s not possible here#between the boat people and the cruisers and the foragers and the raves#felt like I was fortifying myself against that for a long time and now I think it’s feeling more mine#lunar#practice#marshes#genius loci
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tag drop, 10/10.
#tag drop.#vanaheim. what am i to do with all this beauty?#nóatún. i’ll always wonder what’s across the tossing ocean.#sessrúmnir. drifting through the halls with the sunrise.#niðavellir. i feel the mountains shifting under me.#mithrin. leave our footprints to be lost along the ground.#ljósálfheim. a mountain song chills my warm skin.#hörgreidun. and see horizons stretch on forever.#friðarúmnir. you built your kingdom around me.#asgard. empty halls echo with grand self-mythology.#valaskjálf. gold and glittering.#fensalir. as the sunlight filters in.#iðavöllr. i want to believe there’s something left for me.#jötunheim. built a kingdom fierce and fortified.#járnviðr. we could have been anywhere.#midgard. it’s ancient history that’s bleeding out of me.#new asgard. my last home between the stones and the sea.#new york. every stone in this city keeps reminding me.#iceland. ‘til you’re far away and breathing clearer air.#london. living on someone else’s page.#múspellsheim. all the fear and the fire of the end of the world.#niflheim. echoes of a city that’s long overgrown.#svartálfheim. there’s blood in the water.#sakaar. in a city where reality has long been forgotten.#the tva. trapped within your walls.#the void. as fury paints the wasteland wide.#yggdrasil. the trees tell us their stories.
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