#HRAZ

[actperson]

📸 by 诘Sin

[russian-pushistik]

Functions:

Shock, telekinesis (+mass), cold, technostasis |means of communication| holograms

The GRINCH is an updated mechanism of the HRAZ glove, which contains the mind of the deceased scientist a more powerful and effective functionality, in other words, a "Manual WIKIpedia"

Who says gloves can't hug?

1. GRINCH! There's quite a valuable loot in that room... But there are a lot of kultysh there! What are the chances of winning?

2. Well, there are a lot of them, but we are the army (don't give a shit)!

3. Hmm... fair enough. Wait a minute! And you're a bit tongue-tied for a glove...

4. Oops... I'm sorry, Comrade Major, a slight glitch.😅

[fotozbranek]

🧭 vodní nádrž Mlýnice 🌍 Nová Ves u Liberce #mlynice #vodninadrzmlynice #prehrada #novaves #novavesuliberce #landscape #jizerky #jizerskehory #nature #jdunavylet #hraz #dam #visitcz #reservoir #liberec #cesko #jizeramountains #jablonec #czechnature #priroda #travelphotography #canonphotography #canoncz #libereckykraj #liberecky_kraj #czechrepublic #severnicechy #iglifecz #azfotky #mycanonnature (v místě Liberec Region) https://www.instagram.com/p/CISLiTKLF_r/?igshid=1wioteg9na4s9

[lknhacsongremix]

tốp bài hát hay nhất

<p><strong><a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLdu-r7QLEzEIBZf-uiA_58TSeeT7s3u9k">Nhạc sống bolero remix</a><br><a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLdu-r7QLEzEKwcKciiPi6JkAk2hALM27c">Nhạc sống bolero trữ tình</a> <br><a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLdu-r7QLEzELOu_ZHkBbJ2NEaTZc-4svY">Nhạc sống bolero hay nhất</a><br><a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLdu-r7QLEzEJz9Ddis1FZRpJyrrZ-HRAz">Nhạc sống thôn quê bolero</a><br><a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLdu-r7QLEzEIR_ml1OsQXCtz8S8IVHzS_">LK nhạc sống bolero remix</a></strong></p>

[padaleckigallery]

@kim_douglass #jarpad #jaredpadalecki #austintx #atx #acl2019 https://www.instagram.com/p/B3VDae-HRAZ/?igshid=i17i1wo274jt

[danjarouswhipz]

@305lacs https://www.instagram.com/p/B5309l-HrAZ/?igshid=d87xemhzp64e

[stonerindia]

चमत्कार प्रभु l Follow @stonerindia for more. #stonerindia #india #stoner #tamilstoner #weedindia #bhang #smokeweedeveryday #420memes #ganjagirls #cannabiscommunity #cannabisculture #cannabisdaily #delhi #kasol #pune #varanasi (at Varanasi U.P India) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5P0NO-hrAz/?igshid=1rm19x2c4aeo

[k-mraz]

Answer 21 Questions

Tagged By: @curejune omg

Name: *inhales* IM MRAZ HELLO

Nickname: well i have plenty of nicknames but most of them are like marz hraz marzipan or my names from vk page like Kirya or Lyokha or Malev

Gender: agender, thx for asking!

Zodiac: Cancer (just like my memes and hc)

Height: 166cm or 5′4 if google doesnt lie to me

Time: 4pm!

Favorite Musician: HMM i study music in college so A LOT. Like, i love bach, jolivet, ravel, messiaen, prokofiev, leclair, handel, purcell, debussy. man its literally baroque and XX century only... OH ALSO I LOVE SONGS OF MY MOM and lots of other guys!!! left boy, egor letov, MSI and jimmy urine (his euringer album is awesome), uncle outrage, nick drake, sufjan stevens, oh wonder, beck, NF, lil peep, twenty one pilots, ok go, IAMX (i even was on their live show!!) and lots and lots and lots

Song Stuck in my Head:  The Medicine Does Not Control Me by Euringer feat. Grimes 

Last Movie I Saw: RALPH BREAKS INTERNET AND ITS SO AWESOME 76319286/10 im in love, i was literally crying because graphics and everything is so beautiful

Last Thing I Googled: ralph movie english name because i wasnt sure lol

Other Blogs: @pinkymraz but its dead now

Do I get Asks: yeah, i got some after i joined dom’s discord server!! and after i published hawks and midoriya strip

Why Did I Choose This Nickname: because im dumb and thought that kinkymraz looks funny

Following: i follow lots of blogs but they are mostly artists i like and my friends!! 

Amount of sleep: from 2hrs to 24hrs. i was shocked when i slept for a whole day and woke up and was like ??/???? whats going on??/?/?/ usually its like 3-6 hours tho because i have insomnia problems for years

Lucky Number: 4, 13....... hi egbert

What am I wearing: rn - black leggins, different socks, one of them is white, other is with owl print, gray comfy t-shirt and hoodie

My Dream Job: something art or music related or some simple work like barista idk, id like to make coffee for people and make their day a little better with it and small talks if they need one

Dream Trip: europe tour like i want to visit every europian country because im in love with architecture and art, north america tour, id like visit any place i could actually, i really liketrips

Favorite Food: everything with avocado, burgers, vegetables, fish, sweets without fruits or berries ot honey, i love garlic, coffee and tea, sushi are noice, pizza............ its like styles and art and music i love, i like lots of really differents things and its easier to name things i dont like lol

Instruments Played: im proffessional flute player duh, also i have piano exam this year so i guess i play piano too (bad), i play ukulele and sing haha, play recorder and hand ocarina!!! i know how to play a few chords on guitar

Favorite songs: jan lundgren - apres un reve!! its piano cover tho and the author of song is Faure but whatever. also left boy - get it right, kid, rose garden baroque version, dance with the devil, MSI - jack you up, remember me from Coco, all we do by oh wonder, LOTS GUYS I CANT REMEMBER ALL OF THEM

Tagging: (no obligation disclaimer yeah) @ankyrea @hartley-tf @coralasthma @coffee-lynx @coldandhotsoba @soybean-official hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[sixphon6s]

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3edMK9tx7TODu1Ps1lqyLY?si=H-5zRhNGTka-NwqBAFLlzw 8 fkan hraz fa barbz

[gjhssst3]

Good Morning Sunshine ☀️☀️☀️ Seize the day !!! Odessa, Ukraine https://www.instagram.com/p/B1JUI1-HRaZ/?igshid=628tuwlk5zii

[fotozbranek]

🧭 vodní nádrž Mlýnice 🌍 Nová Ves u Liberce #mlynice #vodninadrzmlynice #prehrada #novaves #novavesuliberce #landscape #jizerky #jizerskehory #nature #jdunavylet #hraz #dam #visitcz #reservoir #liberec #cesko #jizeramountains #jablonec #czechnature #priroda #travelphotography #canonphotography #canoncz #libereckykraj #liberecky_kraj #czechrepublic #severnicechy #iglifecz #azfotky #mycanonnature (v místě Přehrada Mlýnice) https://www.instagram.com/p/CH8qPWIL5gw/?igshid=b9sap1u7hn2b

[prazskytankista]

Bruselský Pirát Kolaja se chlubí: Plán EU staví hráz proti nezaměstnanosti. Jen se nesmí peníze dávat na premiérovy tousty...

Evropa staví hráz proti nezaměstnanosti, říká pirátský místopředseda Evropského parlamentu Marcel Kolaja. Vyzdvihuje hlavní cíle Fondu obnovy, jimiž jsou zamezení propouštění, modernizace ekonomiky a digitalizace společnosti, a který svými hlasy podpořili pirátští europoslanci. source http://www.parlamentnilisty.cz/arena/monitor/Bruselsky-Pirat-Kolaja-se-chlubi-Plan-EU-stavi-hraz-proti-nezamestnanosti-Jen-se-nesmi-penize-davat-na-premierovy-tousty-631695

[heavymetalthursday]

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Posted @withregram • @cammybee1 Thursday shreds - Obsessed with this tone! 🔥🎸 https://www.instagram.com/p/B8O7ZO-HRAz/?igshid=1onojeidjc7gp

[olive-and-rye]

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[pricetracker-blog]

Lantern? Mag-Lite® cu led 3-D-Cell, autonomie 72 ore, negru

Caracteristici principaleAutonomie 72 hRaz? de b?taie 289 mTestat conform ANSI FL 1 StandardDescriereMag-Lite® este o lantern? de buzunar robust? ?i fiabil?. Lanterna func?ioneaz? cu baterii D ?i poate fi utilizat? continuu. Modelul este u?or de mânuit ?i este folosit pe scar? larg? de serviciile de poli?ie, pompieri ?i salvare.

Pret recomandat: 489.0 RON

de la German Electronics

[bastardtravel]

November 26, 2017. Bratislava, Slovakia.

What you must understand about Bratislava is it is a machine powered by ghosts and built by the devil. You know will-o-the-wisps? Those lights that appear in swamps and lead men to their doom? They keep those in the streetlamps.

The city is a 4-dimensional M.C. Escher tesseract clusterfuck. Stairs lead to nowhere, walls barricade nothing, tunnels lead to dead-ends, sidewalks dissolve without warning. Every road is five lanes, there are no traffic lights, and there might be one crosswalk in the city, somewhere. God knows I couldn’t find it.

I got off the bus into a rogue arctic storm and made my way along the side of the highway until there stopped being a sidewalk. A sign with a pedestrian on it was posted on the bridge, but there were no sidewalks, no walkways, and about two feet of space between the active lanes and the 60-foot drop into the ice river.

“That can’t… there’s no way,” I said to the cars that blew past me. “What if there’s someone with children? Or in a wheelchair? Or both?”

I hopped the guardrail and climbed down a steep, grassy hill that would also prove challenging for a wheelchair, then found my way to a bike track that wound around another bus stop and to the strange concrete underwalks of the highway bridge.

It was passing this bus stop that I froze and yelled “FUCK!”, startling the bejesus out of everybody waiting in line.

My hat. My Wanderhut. I left it in the luggage rack on the FlixBus.

My skull was cold, but at least I didn’t look like a communist any more. I called up Epictetus’ cup speech. For those who don’t know it by heart:

“With regard to whatever objects either delight the mind, or contribute to use, or are tenderly beloved, remind yourself of what nature they are, beginning with the merest trifles: if you have a favorite cup, that it is but a cup of which you are fond, – for thus, if it is broken, you can bear it; if you embrace your child, or your wife, that you embrace a mortal, – and thus, if either of them dies, you can bear it.”

Or, more digestibly:

I popped my collar like a Dracula to get some of the wind off my exposed, delicate skin, then tried to navigate my way back onto the bridge again. And that’s about when I noticed the UFO.

The hell?

I got closer.

Yeah, no, there’s just a whole H.G. Wells situation up on the bridge.

After careful consideration, I decided to day drink in it.

It’s called the UFO Tower bar and restaurant for reasons that should be obvious. You cough up 7 Euro and a terrifyingly fast elevator shoots you like in the Jetsons almost 300 feet (85m) into the air, whereupon you have three options:

Go to the roof deck and die in the wind

Go to the slightly overpriced bar that’s still cheaper than anything in Vienna

Go to the “fine dining” restaurant and get like three mouthfuls of burnt exotic cheese or whatever

Two outta three ain’t bad.

They had exactly one beer on tap, so that’s what I got. It was their national beer, as is standard in Europe, but Slovakia broke the mold by having beer that was kind of good. It was like a lager that had been hanging out with a lot of Weißbier.

I took the rocket tube back to the ground and fought my way over the highway and into the endless, horrible maze that was Bratislava. At first, I had grand aspirations about hiking up to the ruins of Devin Castle, about 5 miles outside of town. I hadn’t eaten since yesterday though, and the cold was starting to set in. It wouldn’t be a hike so much as fives miles of attempting to navigate the Hogwarts-ass shifting walkways that line a major highway. I tossed it into the “maybe tomorrow” column and went looking for food.

the duality of man

Instead, I found a surly Russian girl who was just as baffled by the “infrastructure” as I was. She was reticent, undoubtedly due to the beautiful weather, so it was only begrudgingly that we joined forces and found our way to Bratislava Castle. A mountain she insisted on climbing in boots with 6-inch heels. We all suffer for our art, I suppose.

That, and iterations of that, was my view for around 45 minutes of uphill climbing. I understand completely how Bratislava Castle has been standing for so long. It’s utterly impregnable. Assuming you somehow bread-crumb your way through the disastrous snarl of a city, you have to untangle the snarl of dead-end paths and unnecessary staircases that loop around Castle Hill, which was, mercifully, open.

called the Vienna Gate. guess why

The castle itself now serves as a museum, which was closed, but I wouldn’t have gone in anyway. The courtyard was nothing but high white walls and a well. I tried to take a panorama of it but it turns out panoramas don’t work great with perfectly square vistas.

calm down Dali, nothing is round

I thought about eating at the Hraz Restaurant (hraz means Castle in every language I don’t speak), but a 15 Euro foie gras didn’t even sound appealing. I just wanted some carbohydrates, man. I’d been running all day on a half-boxtle of Munter und Aktiv.

I climbed down the mountain and dropped back into Bratislava Centrum, aka Behind Lucifer’s TV, and tried like hell to find anything. Food. An open store. A beer. My way. Anything. It wasn’t meant to be. I meandered aimlessly for another frozen half-hour before finding the city’s only crosswalk, crossing, backtracking to Old Town and discovering it was not, in fact, a commercial hub like every other Old Town in every other city in the world, but rather, some weird sculptures and a Subway restaurant.

the hell are you winkin at

I couldn’t find a single restaurant. I found a minimart, but I wasn’t about to eat Pop Keks for Meal. After orienting myself, I charged through this aerial view circuit diagram directly to my hostel.

The girl behind the desk was as tall as me. My fury dissipated like Bratislava’s sidewalks. I’d heard tales of this, but I’d never actually encountered such a thing in the wild. But she wasn’t built like an Amazon, she was reedy and thin. How could this occur? Isn’t this a natural impossibility, like bumblebee flight or whatever?

“And if there’s anything else you need, we are open 24 hours.”

“I need food,” I said. “So badly.”

She scribbled on a map, alternating between Slovak words I had no chance in hell of reading, let alone pronouncing, and misspelled English words. Turns out, hidden in the catacombs of Centrum, there was a traditional Slovak restaurant (that looked like an abandoned factory) and a craft brewery (that was actually built into the basement of a hotel). I thanked her, dumped my backpack, and scurried back into the night.

Traditional Slovak food saved this trip for me. I got a booth to myself. For some reason, they were playing Alien Ant Farm. I ordered sauerkraut soup and something that was described as “chicken leg and vegetables (served in pan)”.

The soup was incredible. The sauerkraut took a backseat to the barbecue taste, and I was almost through the bowl by the time I realized it tasted like liquid kielbasa. The fact that disks of kielbasa were floating in it only amplified this effect.

Then came the alleged chicken leg.

All right, first of all, that’s not veggies, that’s cheesy potatoes and bacon. The chicken was in there, but so were huge cubes of ham, and more kielbasa. How you gonna use kielbasa as a seasoning?

I barely finished it all. Nearly weeping, I requested the bill.

6 euros.

In Vienna, 6 euros won’t even buy you air.

I paid, wrote at the hostel for a while, then opted to check out this microbrewery. The stout was too many colors, and tasted too fruity, but the price was right.

I staggered back to the hostel and slept with only mild interruption from solipsist mouth-breathers turning on the overhead light. I waited until they started rooting around in their little lockers then climbed down and shut the lights off.

It’s 3 AM. There are other people, you prick. Use your bed lamp or phone light like a human being.

I woke at the crack of dawn, stealthed into the hallway bathroom, and spent a half hour skinning my face with a disposable razor. It was an absolute bloodbath. More blood in the sink than water. But hey, I don’t look like Davos Seaworth anymore. Now I look like a teenage knife fighter who isn’t particularly adept at knife fighting.

I saw the rest of Centrum on my way to the bus station. It was like all other tourist traps. The food was price-gouged and for some reason the t-shirts were 15 Euros. Do they know the beer is 3 Euros? Do they know how many beers equal a t-shirt? In America, it’s a 2 or 3 beer to 1 t-shirt equivalency exchange. Ridiculous. I didn’t want to commemorate my half a day that badly. It’d be like spending 90 chicken nuggets on a souvenir for the Deep Freeze in Mario 64.

    i went to Bratislava and all i got was lost and pneumonia

So long, Slovakia. Thanks for all the cholesterol. Next stop…

Love,

The Bastard

Bratislava: Enter the Labyrinth November 26, 2017. Bratislava, Slovakia. What you must understand about Bratislava is it is a machine powered by ghosts and built by the devil.