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256. 254. Andrew Ryan from Buoshck
255. 216. Nyssa õf Traken from Doctor who
254. 228. Asha from Iji
253. 22. Whisper Schnee from Boldores and Boomsticks
252. 253. Chuuya Nakahara from Bungou stray dogs
251. 18. Mapleshade from warrior cats
250. 190. Andrew Eldritch from real life
249. 120. sans undertale from undertale
248. 219. T-Rex from Jurassic Park
247. 141. Karkat Vantas from Homestuck
246. 53. Rasputin IV from X-Men
245. 20. Hunter | The Golden Guard from The Owl House
244. 7. Kim Dokja from Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint
243. 50. Death from Darksiders
242. 266. Dave Miller from Dsaf
241. 174. Dr. Miranda Jones from Star Trek: The Original Series
240. 274. donquixote doflamingo from one piece
239. 92. Hyakunosuke Ogata from Golden Kamuy
238. 11. Kha'Nel from Dragens Øye
237. 139. George Costanza from Seinfeld
236. 121. Rampage from Beast Wars
235. 62. ε (epsilon) from Mathematics, real life (kinda? Not sure maths qualifies as real life) ) (common phrase: Let ε>0 be any real number)
234. 134. BoJack Horseman from BoJack Horseman
233. 291. Juleka Couffaine from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir
232. 129. Flavio Rezza (MC Flava) from real life
231. 215. Goodtimewithscar or Scar for short (the minecraft youtuber)
230. 186. Percy Weasley from Harry Potter
229. 170. claude frollo from the hunchback of notre dame (specifically the stage musical)
228. 217. Grian from Life Series (3rd/Last/Double/Limited Life)
227. 168. the submitter from real life
226. 269. Mizi from Alien Stage
225. 96. Robin Stuart from Arc of Infinity (Doctor Who)
224. 172. Tessa Minsky from Imogen, Obviously
223. 267. Ea-nasir (real life copper merchant - 1750 BCE)
222. 37. Kokichi Ouma from Danganronpa V3
221. 147. Rose Lavillant from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir
220. 135. Fiver from Watership down
219. 251. Keith Kogane from Voltron
218. 63. Cricket from Wings of Fire
217. 146. Adric of Alzarius from Doctor Who
216. 177. Mort from the Madagascar Movies/All Hail King Julian
215. 59. Edward Elric from Fullmetal metal alchemist
214. 290. Jimmy Solidarity from The Empires smp
213. 259. rayla from the dragon prince
212. 205. Starfy from The Legendary Starfy
211. 232. Taako from The Adventure Zone
210. 188. Hatsune Miku from Vocaloid
209/208. 182. Matt Murdock from Daredevil (Netflix)
209/208. 107. Ted Kord from DC comics
207. 86. Juleka Couffaine from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir
206. 27. Sailor Saturn from Sailor Moon
205. 197. Marc Anciel from Miraculous Ladybug
204. 159. Yona from Yona of the Dawn
203. 220. David Chiem from Danganronpa: Despair Time
202. 125. Tynan from Aurora Webcomic
201. 169. Kid Blink from Newsies
200. 128. π (pi) from Mathematics (as in half a circle of radius 1)
199. 275. Zee from Total Drama 2023
198. 278. Flynn Moore from Echo (the furry vn)
197. 270. Caim Tivh from Mørkalven
196. 195. Grendel, The Grimm General from Boldores and Boomsticks
195. 280. Hermie the Unworthy from Dungeons and Daddies
194. 181. Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way from My Immortal
193. 247. Monkey D Luffy from One Piece
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I saw the fcs for tana. Do you have fcs for the other ROs by any chance? 👀
I do 👀👀👀 i hope you don't mind me posting them down below 👇🏿👇🏿
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Gary K. Wolfe Reviews Neom by Lavie Tidhar
Neom, Lavie Tidhar (Tachyon 978-1-61696-382-8, $17.95, 240pp, tp) November 2022.
Every so often, arguments erupt on social media about whether it’s even worthwhile to read old-school ‘‘golden age’’ SF, given the vast cultural and demographic broadening of the field during the past few decades. It’s always struck me as an unnecessary dichotomy, since no two writers have the same set of ancestors anyway, and since it’s entirely possible to recognize the old while celebrating the new. A case in point is Lavie Tidhar, who has certainly promoted newer voices with his Apex World Science Fiction series of anthologies, and whose own fiction has been as adventurous and occasionally transgressive as anyone’s – but who clearly appreciates many of his more traditional forebears. His most direct engagement with classic SF themes was the series of stories knitted together in Central Station (2016), with its diverse cast of characters who live and work around a massive spaceport called Central Station in a future Tel Aviv, and whose stories gradually intersect. Tidhar returns to that world in Neom, but the setting has shifted to a huge, built-from-scratch metropolis on the eastern shore of the Red Sea, which is already ancient as the story opens. (As Tidhar tells us in a headnote, the city Neom is already under construction by Saudi Arabia, and a quick Google search of im­ages reveals a whole passel of SF illustrations that don’t know they’re SF illustrations.)
As with Central Station, we’re introduced to a diverse group whose stories weave in and out of each other: Mariam de la Cruz, who lives in the poorer Nineveh Quarter of Neom and makes ends meet with a variety of jobs; her former childhood friend Nasir, a cop; Saleh, an orphan who joins a trading caravan, hoping to eventually make his way to Mars; Mukhtan, a trader in obsolete tech (he’s thrilled to have found an old Atari cartridge with Pac-Man); Sharif, a brilliant mechanic skilled in reviving ancient machines; Nasu, a centuries-old former ‘‘terrorartist’’; a talkative jackal, and a philosophical robot. While the first several chapters explore the setting and introduce the main characters – sometimes through lovely vignettes such as Mariam giving a single rose to the robot – the plot really begins to get underway after Saleh discovers a huge crashed spaceship in a desert already littered with dangerous mecha from earlier wars (much as in Cat Sparks’s Lotus Blue), and after the robot, for reasons not imme­diately clear, digs up the dismembered remains of a strange golden man. The mystery of the golden man eventually draws most of the characters together, as well as catching the attention of the ominous and still very dangerous Nasu.
At times Tidhar’s narrative takes on a gentle, ruminative air, and while that helps establish the atmosphere of a convincing, lived-in city, veteran SF readers will also find plenty of playful and affectionate Easter eggs. The various models of robots draw their names from Simak, Dick, and Bester (one of the ‘‘Fondlies’’ even gets over­heated and goes on a killing spree); Asimov’s First Law of Robotics gets cited by that chatty, philosophical robot; hermit-like settlers are called Websters (as in Simak’s City); space is called the Up and Out (à la Cordwainer Smith); a cigarette brand is Ubiq; an ancient bioweapon is named Shambleau (from C.L. Moore, though we already met these in Central Station); there are even nods to a toaster on Mars (Disch) and four-armed Martian warriors (Burroughs, although they also show up in Tidhar’s Martian Sands). There are also sandworms, because why not? There’s still more, but it may be a tribute to Tidhar’s clear and engaging narrative voice that readers who notice none of these allusions won’t feel they’re missing anything. Nor is it necessary to have read Central Station, although it does help flesh out Tidhar’s emerging portrait of a transformed Middle East. For all its fearsome ancient ordnance, its eco­nomic disparity, and its looming threats, Neom easily joins the list of SF cities we’d like to visit.
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By • Olalekan Fagbade BREAKING; Protest breaks out in Kano over removal of Gov Yusuf by Appeal Court Protesters are currently out on the streets of Kano over the judgment which sacked Governor Abba Yusuf. The police are trying hard to disperse the protesters who are chanting: “We Want Justice.” The lower court had declared 165,663 votes of Yusuf, who contested under the New Nigerian Peoples Party (NNPP), invalid on the grounds that they were not signed or stamped by the Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC). Last week, an Appeal Court panel had upheld the verdict of the tribunal led by Justice Oluyemi Akintan Osadebay which sacked Yusuf on September 20, 2023. The governor’s votes were then reduced to 853,939 while those of Nasir Ganuwa, his All Progressives Congress (APC) rival, remained at 890,705. The appellate court subsequently affirmed Gawuna as winner of March 25th, 2023 Governorship poll in Kano. Governor Yusuf had asked his lawyers to file an appeal at the Supreme Court. However, when the Certified True Copies of the judgment was released, page 67 of the document indicated that the tribunal’s ruling that sacked Governor Yusuf was set aside. In the lead judgment delivered by Justice Moore Aseimo Abraham Adumein, the judge held in one of the concluding paragraphs on Page 68 that “I will conclude by stating that the live issues in this appeal are hereby resolved in favour of the 1st respondent and against the appellant.” The issue had triggered confusion, with the New Nigerian Peoples Party (NNPP) and APC claiming victory. Amid the confusion, some youths stormed the streets, saying there were attempts to rob Governor Yusuf of the mandate freely given to him. Police succeeded in dispersing some of the protesters with teargas but others were adamant.
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Ross tabbed No. 25 at NC State
Ross tabbed No. 25 at NC State
Kicker will don the No. 25 jersey on Thursday football 25/10/2022 8:27:00 PM Blacksburg – Virginia Tech football William Ross will wear the No. 25 jersey Thursday at NC State, he was told in a team meeting Tuesday afternoon. Ross will wear the iconic number for the first time in his career, marking the first time the Hokies have rocked the fifth this season (Ny’Quee Hawkins, Peter Moore, Nasir…
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“ Gryffindor. The house of the brave, loyal, courageous, adventurous, daring and chivalrous. Those who stand up for others are typically Gryffindors. Brave-hearted is the most well-known Gryffindor characteristic, and Gryffindors are also known for having a lot of nerve."Do what is right" is the motto Gryffindors go by.”
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PFPX GIFS -Nasir Moore vs Aren Mstislav: Ironman Match
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galadhremmin · 4 years
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Anyway, please read my petty dwarf Ea-Nasir joke included as a serious element in the story. I’m gonna posting it as an excerpt here because I enjoyed writing it a lot. 
Keep in mind: - ‘The Petty-dwarves were Dwarves of [presumably] several clans, which had been exiled from eastern Dwarf cities for unclear reasons.’ Dwarves would exile people for substandard copper deliveries.  - the other Dwarves don’t seem to have thought them honorable and generally did not help them - Finrod Felagund hired Dwarf mercenaries to get them out of their hall Nulukkizdîn, where he would later establish Nargothrond - Curufin is canonically a Khuzdul expert, which is remarkable - Caranthir had very good relations with the Dwarves in the East - Ea-Nasir had a lot of complains about sub-standard copper. Also he's from east of where i am.and if dwarves wrote on clay it would look like cuneiform - The relationship between Finrod and the remaining petty dwarves cannot have been good.  - Curufin would absolutely try to form an alliance, convince me otherwise (you will fail) even before the Beren fallout; he just likes scheming so much. Let the man scheme a little.
Anyway without further ado, here’s my stupid joke which i turned into a Serious Scene
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He set out alone beneath a dark and moonless sky, leaving his horse hidden behind an abandoned shepherd’s hut and crossing the high moors on foot to avoid detection.
The Dwarves had been unusually hard to find despite the fine jewels he brought to trade. The strange bald hill was red with early seregon, and no door was visible before he was pulled into one unawares; soon enough he wished he had not found them at all. His traditional Noldorin looks alone made him an usurper by sight, though he had not driven anything but orcs and worse out of his mountain pass to settle it. Curiously enough the eight-pointed stars embroidered on his doublet especially enraged his unwilling hosts. He only escaped with his life because they had been so surprised by his mastery of Khuzdul that the knife raised readily over his threat had stilled.
It was soon revealed these so-called Petty Dwarves bore Nargothrond an impressive grudge. The caves had been theirs when they were still called Nulukkizdîn, long before the elves came and changed all the names. Salt-mining in the great hills beyond and grazing below had ruined the low moors for their use; freshwater was now frequently drained to make them accessible to sheep, while the heavy salt water below supported many water-plants, but not those they were used to eating. They were the last of their kind, and deeply unhappy about it.
All this was excellent news to Curufinwë, who had assured them in perfectly cultured Khuzdul that he was no true friend of Findaráto’s and would gladly see that right was done by them. The house of Fëanáro, he assured them, had a long history of treating Dwarves with honour, unlike these treasonous Arafinwëans.
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That had been perhaps his worst mistake at all, he sighed wearily. But he continued his unfortunate tale in full even so, his face half-hidden beneath newly bare hands.
‘The house of Fëanáro, treat us with honor! Phah!’ the ancient Dwarf had harrumphed in heavily accented Khuzdul, his finger jabbing threateningly at Curufinwë’s thigh. ‘Your Mahal-damned house is the very reason why I fled with Ibun and Khîm my sons to this clan of outcasts in the far West!’ A goat bleated forlornly in the distance. Curufinwë remained silent, looking down upon the Dwarf with a carefully blank expression.
‘Your Lord Carnistir—he flew into a mad rage, accusing my honorable father Ea-Nasir of delivering him copper of inferior quality. Perhaps he himself ill-judged the ingots; the Men we traded with complained not until he did! The blaggard did not allow us to gainsay him, and heeded not our true-sworn oaths. Instead he sent tablet-scribes all the way over the Eastern Mountains to collect complaints from treasonous folk left behind with good reason—and presented these to the Ered Luin clan leaders a red-faced spectacle.’ The ancient dwarf seemed to need a few moments to breathe, looking now quite a red-faced spectacle himself.
Curufinwë decided this was in fact not a good time to reveal that Carnistir was not his Lord but his brother. Before the dwarf could cause further commotion he’d offered him several fine jewels, briolette-cut, and promises to argue their plight before his liege lord. At dusk Mîm-Nasir reluctantly let him go without further issue, though no promise of copper either, of inferior quality or not.
And so he had returned to his chambers, tail tucked between his legs, glad at least Findaráto did not know of his humiliation, a few rare gems lighter and with nothing to show for it.
Huan huffed from where he sat at Tyelkormo’s feet.
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Come to the end of his tale, his father retired to his study for the rest of the week, and came out only to eat.
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Okay, so I've been working a lot recently on my version of the DCU, particularly the Batman side of it, so quick recap on stuff I did to a variety of the villains:
I lengthened out Harvey Dent's fall from grace extensively, and filled in a lot of the gaps: in most versions I've read (which... isn't many, I'm not that well-versed in Two-Face lore) there's a gap between his introduction and him getting acided, but after said aciding he almost immediately goes to the robbing the Second National Bank on 2nd Street at 2nd Avenue thing, and honestly I think there's way more opportunities with a slowly corrupting man in the role of District Attorney.
Scarecrow doesn't have Fear Toxin at all. He keeps trying to get it, but the ingredients for it are really hard to get so it's only deployed in the extremely rare circumstances that Crane has both all the ingredients and time to make it. What that means is that most of Batman and Scarecrow's fights are elaborate games of theatricality and deception, to steal from Nolan, Scarecrow trying to hide which component of the toxin he's after from Batman and both of them trying to scare the other into giving something away.
There are two distinct versions of Poison Ivy - the first is a femme fatale who uses pheromones to seduce and then kill people and who is regarded as a mentally unstable ecoterrorist, with no-one believing her claims of being an Avatar of the Green. The second is literally Gaia's Vengeance, a supernatural being that is almost completely detached from humanity aside from a few morals and an attachment to Harleen Quinzel as the only doctor to not see her talk of the Green as the core of her problems. The two are sharply divided by that arc from Alan Moore's Swamp Thing when Alec goes to Gotham and beats the shit out of Batman, during which he dropped in on Arkham and taught Ivy everything about this connection to the Green that she couldn't even express because humanity doesn't have a word for it. Also the second version of Ivy works a lot like Batman's version of Mxyzptlk or Circe - an antagonist that Bruce has no chance against in a straight fight, and so he has to convince her that she should stop her plans without registering himself to her as a threat, because if he does he's screwed.
Speaking of Harley, like with Harvey I've lengthened out her backstory and added one key element: she's Batman's contact inside Arkham Asylum, largely because Arkham is still Arkham and she's one of the only people inside actually interested in helping the people locked up in there. Her fall is long, drawn out, and in no small part exacerbated by the institution of Arkham in general, with the guy who dresses as a giant bat being really the only person who doesn't think she's incompetent because she's got boobs and diagnosed schizophrenia.
Ra's al Ghul, on top of being influenced by my love of all things Assassin's Creed, has a constant problem of changing his nemeses. As he's introduced he's more of an Alfred villain than anything else - the reason he's equal parts obsessed with Bruce joining him and laughably bad at selling joining him to Bruce is because 'Get the Detective to join me' is Step 1 on his master plan of getting revenge on Alfred for killing him back in the 60s or 70s whichever is more Bond, and so he genuinely only sees Bruce as a pawn in his game against Alfred. Eventually he clues in and starts treating Bruce as a worthy adversary, but even then he spend more time bothering Tim because hey, corrupting the proxy son of the guy you're fighting worked brilliantly the last time, didn't it?
It should be noted that whilst Ra's elaborate game of pass the antagonist is going on, there's an shadow war between the League of Assassins, who follow Ra's and wear black robes and hoods, and the Order of Assassins led by Nyssa Raatko who wear white robes and hoods with red sashes and blades beneath their wrists have I spelled out what they're a ripoff of yet. Nyssa incidentally is a mishmash of a load of different versions of her - she's in a relationship with Sara Lance like in the Arrowverse, centuries older than Talia like in Death and the Maidens, violently opposed to Ra's cobtinued use of the Lazarus Pits like in the Arkham Knight DLC, and because she's mainly seen in The Hooded Man (i.e. the Green Arrow thing) there's a lot of Nasir from Robin of Sherwood there too.
You would not believe how hard I had to convince myself to not go with The Batman's version of the Riddler. Frankly it's still up in the air, it could go either way, it's either that or Eddie does a couple of brain-teaser crimes before giving up and going into PI work with Gordon. ...actually, fuck it, both of them, I would kill to have a story with Gordon trying to convince people he's completely trustworthy whilst his partner sounds like Freddy Krueger.
Because there's a lot of vampire villains in Batman stories, I just went 'fuck it' and replaced the Court of Owls with a secret community of vampires. They may still have the owl masks, I think they're kinda cool, but there less 'antagonists' and more one more social ill Batman needs to manage as both Batman and Bruce Wayne.
The Killing Joke is not a thing - whilst Babs does become Oracle, the Joker is not at all responsible for it. He may be responsible for Jason's death, I haven't figured that out yet, but he's by no means the multiple mass murderer DC likes to portray him as - he's a hedonist with a taste for puns, he only occasionally kills people and only when it's funny to do so, he's not a serial killer (ironically explaining it like that goes some way to convincing me why he isn't responsible for Jason's death).
He doesn't technically count as a Batman villain, but I honestly think Deathstroke may be my favourite character to write about in this entire thing, and honestly I love everything about him. The key idea behind this - and one I attribute completely to this post on @davidmann95 - is that Slade, convinced that he lives not in the DCU but rather in something like The Boys or a Youngblood comic, is completely oblivious to how the laws of this world work, and so no matter how physically strong he is he keeps getting dunked on by teenagers because that's his place in this world. But more than that - his conviction that he is the hero of this story leads him to miss that literally everyone in his supporting cast is better than him - his children are better fighters, his ex-wife is a better soldier, the person he thinks is his best friend is secretly manipulating him - because Wintergreen's the real supervillain here, in a twist that has a fascinating backstory both in and out of universe. Slade Wilson's life is one hilarious black comedy piece after another, a comedy he's incapable of seeing - and one that, because he acts like he's in a Mark Millar comic, he's completely deserving of.
And I think that's it? There are a few villains - Hush above all else - that I don't want to touch with a ten-foot pole, and a few that I feel don't really need changing - Freeze and Killer Croc spring to mind. And then there's the ones like Penguin or Bane, who I feel like I'd change but I have no real idea of how to change them yet. Expect a reblog with another block of text once I figure that out.
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DESCENDANTS MUSES - ISLE AFFILIATIONS
(ties in with @wearethedescendants​)
Harriet Hook’s Crew:-
Harriet Hook - Captain / familiar bond with Tizoc Tock
Bael Wolfe - familiar of Maeve Fae
Damian Jones
Kovu Nje
Rhion King
Sammy Smee
Members of Raven’s Gang:-
Diana Moors - familiar of Raven Fae
Adelinda Khalil - familiar of Jabir Al-Jazari
Miriam Mirror - familiar of Everson Grimhilde
Elektrasam - familiar of Ulla
Hermione Sinclair
Evalyn East
Audrey Rose
Members of Cain’s Coven:-
Ginny Gothel
Freddie Facilier - familiar bond with Lucian Gato
Lyra Sanderson - familiar bond with Berenice Bartok
Maddie Mim - familiar bond with Hastings Hiss
Vitani Nje - familiar to Felda Gothel
Shadow Spirit - familiar to Faris Facilier
Malachi Flyer - familiar to Zabella West
Urina Tow - familiar to Tempestas
Varena Ulf - familiar to Glacies Hiems
Members of the Heart Family court:-
Braxton Snatch - familiar of Viveca Heart
Hannah Hightopp **See Hannah’s Isle!Verse where raised by Hearts
Gaston’s Tavern (Read Giavanna’s Tavern)
Alexandria Slade
Arlo Tremaine
Bellamy Sykes
Core Four (ties in with @ladymalevxlent )
Mal Fae
Evie Grimhilde
Hades’ Souvlaki
Empatheria Black - familiar of Haemon Thanatos
Dare Hollow - familiar to Noctis
Persephone Thanatos - Queen of the Underworld **See Persephone Isle Verse
Curl Up and Dye (ties in with @heartsunholy​)
Lilith Gato
Hans Westergaard
Claude’s Church Lackey’s
Claude Frollo Jnr - Leader
Wyatt Clayton
Gunner Ratcliffe
Claudine Frollo
Hyde’s Surgery and Apothecary Shop
Edwin Hyde - Doctor/Alchemist
Zevon - Pharmacist/Scientist
Nasir of Andalesia’s Bodyguards
Gaston ‘Junior’ II Legume
Pace Ratigan - familiar to Brunhilda Lebkuchen
Unaligned
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~::|| Isle Politics - Brief Overview ||::~
Harriet is in control of the area of the dock’s known as the Western Docks, which is the part of the docks closest to where the Goblin Barges come in, so she is usually first in, and controlling the best trade. Her territory used to belong to Long John Silver until she took it from him when she was fifteen. Her territory is right next to the part of the docks under Uma and Ursula’s control.
Harriet, Raven, Viveca and Cain’s gang’s have major alliances in every verse, and secretly keep the Isle from destroying itself in an alliance known by some as the Power Four.  Harriet’s gang has a minor protection alliance with the Core Four.
Claude’s Church Lackey’s are the older gang with the least power/influence - something which frustrates him to no end. His gang has successfully managed to piss of every other gang on the isle (including Uma’s crew in my headcanons). The rising gang of Giavanna Legume has started garnering attention, their main base is Gaston’s Tavern.
The children of Hades’ Souvlaki (or what is classed/looks like children), have alliance ties to the four prominent older gangs on the Isle. Whereas Curl Up and Dye normally keep to themselves and are situated on the cusp of Uma’s territory; though Lilith can usually be seen with the Heart’s Cheshire Chester.
Hyde’s Surgery and Apothecary Shop is not your typical doctor’s surgery - none of the doctor’s there are fully qualified, but have had medical training. However you go there at your own peril. Outside of the Isle Alliances, the Hyde family thrive on pain and if you go there you might just end up leaving worse than when you entered. They do have a talented scientist making semi-decent medicines in the form of Zevon, who recycles out of date medication from Auradon.
As the deal broker of the Isle Nasir of Andalesia needed bodyguards and they came in the form of Junior and Pace. Unaligned tend to float between the gangs, Skye is a bit of a loner, tends to police the younger generation for the Sheriff of Nottingham.
DESCENDANTS MUSES - AURADON AFFILIATIONS
Royalty
Benjamin Florian - King of Auradon
Preston Rose - Crown Prince of the Auroria
Forrest White - Crown Prince of the Summerlands
Kuzco Alvarez - Crown Prince of the Kuzconian Empire
Daniil Romanov - Prince of Russia
Ruby Fitzherbert - Princess of Corona / Life debt with Chester Cheshire
Eira of Arendelle - Princess of Arendelle 
Astrid Bjorgman - Princess of Arendelle
Eloise Charming - Princess of Charmington
Maggie DunBroch - Princess of Clan DunBroch
Wonderland Cafe (ties in with @fatesdesign​)
Hannah Hightopp
Alistair Kingsleigh
Alissa Kingsleigh
Chesney Cheshire
Twelve Labours Gym
Herkie Alexopoulos - Owner
Hunter Woods
Maisy O’Malley - future familiar of Mordred Pendragon
Fairy Vale / Faeries / Wisps
Cornelia Fae - Princess of Fairy Vale
Reed Faery
Fleur Faery
Willow Wisp - wisp of Galvin DunBroch
Seaside / Triton’s Bay / Atlantica / Atlantis
Jackson Grimsby
Aria Atlantica
Agrabah
Jordan Genie - future genie of Jaeden Jabberwocky
Northern Wei / China
Li Shang II
Halloween
Jenny Skellington - Princess of Halloween
Zoe Ghastley - familiar of Jasper Skellington
The afflictions list is rather intensive and encompasses a lot of headcanons (whether they’re aware of it or not) with my main RP partner’s and will be heavily referenced in threads.
Sibling bonds haven’t been included above, just familiar and affiliations!
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By • Olalekan Fagbade Kano Guber : Why Court Of Appeal Sacked Governor Yusuf, Affirmed Gawuna’s Election Facts have emerged, explaining why the Court of Appeal in Abuja nullified the election of Kano State governor, Abba Yusuf, in the March 18 governorship election and instead upheld the appeal of Nasir Yusuf Gawuna of the All Progressives Congress (APC). In its ruling on Friday, a three-member panel of justices led by Justice Moore A. Adumein held that Yusuf of the New Nigeria Peoples Party (NNPP) was not a registered member of the party and, therefore, not qualified to contest the election. The panel held that every political party shall maintain the register of its members as provided in Section 77 of the Electoral Act, 2022. The court said the appellant to his own detriment did not submit his NNPP membership registrar or even tendered his statement on oath regarding his membership of the party. The court said the 1999 Constitution made it mandatory for a political party to have a membership register and submit the same to INEC and the Tribunal when needed. “As rightfully found, Yusuf Abba was not a member of the NNPP at the time he was purportedly sponsored by his party and he was not qualified to contest the March Governorship Election,” Justice Adumein said. According to The Daily Trust, the Governorship Election Petitions Tribunal had declared Gawuna winner of the March 18 election. The tribunal on September 20 overturned the Independent National Electronic Electoral Commission (INEC)’s announcement of Yusuf with 1,019,602 votes against Gawuna’s 890,705 votes following APC’s petition. In nullifying the election, the tribunal agreed with the APC that over 160,000 ballot papers “were not signed or stamped by INEC.” Yusuf’s votes were subsequently reduced by 165,663 to 853,939 while Ganuwa’s 890,705 votes were not affected.
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Hi Pepper! Do you have any suggestions on who would be a good fit for a late 20s-early 30s age daughter and a 16-19 ish age son of Idris Elba and Julianne Moore (preferably with freckles but not a requirement)? Thank you so much!
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· Daughter: Nathalie Emmanuel, Logan Browning, Kat Graham, Alexandra Shipp, Zoe Kravitz.
· Son: Marcus Scribner, Jay Mullings, Chris Williams, Jaleen Oliver, Nasir Sharem.
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xsarasmilesx · 7 years
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thenovacainestories · 8 years
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The Day After Valentine's day.
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“So in the end of it all; He lost his virginity, I lost my bra,”
There was a long pause as the blonde woman took a sip of her coffee. As she drank, the two other females sat there, staring at her with wide eyes; just waiting for the story to finish. Currently, the three Women of  Empire were sitting around a small rounded table outside a Local Starbucks. It was the day after Valentine's day and the girls were talking about how they spent it with their men. Brody, of course, wanted to share her lovely story about her and DYNASTY's Jacob Senn’s dirty yet fun Valentine's night together.  She went into mad details about using a white version of the Black Mamba (It was minus the Barbed-wire, of course. She also called it Senn Jr. , which made Aria cringe) and how she was the one that got called daddy that night. The story went on for what seemed to be hours but was only 30 minutes long. And Tarah, the whole time, tried her best not to crack jokes about the fact that Senn was a Virgin up to this point.  “I mean, I don’t know about you two ladies but it seems like a fair tradeoff to me.” Brody laughed, looking at the girls as a small grin grew on her face. The others just continued to stare, questions running through their minds. After a moment, Aria was the first to open her mouth to make a comment, “So was he...” Her sentence trailed off as she tried to come up with the rights words. Tarah looked at her, while she struggled to find them so Nova came in with the save.  “She wants to know if he was he a good fuck for a first timer, B. So was he?” The Leader said, finishing off  Aria’s thought. The pink haired Siren looked at Nova with an annoyed look before looking at the Sparkling Pestilence for the answer.
“Oh, Aria! You inner dirty girl” She giggled again, winking at The Queen before she continued, “Anyway! He was, in fact. I had him begging for more and more. He was into biting too. He EVEN liked it when I bit him on the--- ” “OKAY! WE GET IT” Both of the Sirens yelped, Tarah almost spilling her coffee in the process. Brody sat there, closing her mouth for a second. “I wasn’t going to say his DICK...I was gonna say his neck. Jeezus you dirty birdies.” She huffed, leaning back against her chair. Both of the girls looked at each others with a tint of blush on there faces. “What about you two? How was your nights?” She took another sip of her coffee, “Was it as dirty as mine? Come on, tell me!” The Spark smiled, placing her coffee down; seeming to be too excited to hear the stories from the of girls.
At first, the two went quiet. It felt like time froze and Aria could feel the heat hit her face. Both of the girls had a good day and night but speaking about it? Tarah looked at Aria and offered her the floor.  “Uh..” She began, giving her best friend the ‘I hate you’ look before she sighed into her tea. “Well first, I woke up to dozen of roses all over my  bedroom. Some pink ones, yellows and reds. Aren was in the kitchen, making us breakfast. I mean it was great, he was treating me like a Queen all day.” Aria smiled, blushing softly. Brody just rolled her eyes, slightly bored by the story while Tarah was chuckling; earning another look from her bestie, “What's wrong, Tare? Wasn’t that a nice thing for him to do?” The Michigan Native chuckled again, “No, it was nice, Pinkie. I'm happy that Aren was treating you like a Queen but what about Voin? Did he come out and play in the evening?” Aria’s face changed from a light pink to a heavy shade of red that matched the ends of Brody’s hair. Nova and Sparks smiled at each other; seeing the red of her face. As they did so, they both leaned in; wanting to hear more.
“So Voin? The Demon King? Was he rougher than normal Aren or...?” The Spark asked, twirling one of her pigtails around. The Cali Native groaned as her hands hid her face. As she slowly slid her hands down, Aria went to open her mouth but was quickly cut off by Tarah, “Wait..I thought that was what her B.O.B was called? The Demon King.”  She questioned, looking at the smallest woman at the table for help. Brody only laughed at the question as The pink haired Siren groaned again. “That's what Eclipse calls it when he jokes around with Aria but I don’t think--”
“It is.” Her small voice mumbled.
Both of the other girls looked at Aria with wide eyes for a moment. First Senn Jr, now The DEMON KING! The girls started busting guts, dying at the round table as Aria hid her face once again; her face glowing as bright and as hot as the sun. Tears ran down Brody’s face as Tarah leaned back; holding her stomach in pain, laughing hard. “Ow..Ow I can’t--” More laughter echoed from the table till The Pink haired Siren pushed the Raven haired one off her chair and onto the ground. The Leader looked up from the floor in shock for a moment before laughing again. “I’m sorry, Pinkie. Its just so funny.” She smiled, standing up from the ground. “I mean B.O.B The Demon King? Jeezus, Ari.” As she sat back down, Brody looked at her, the laughter finally dying down. “And you, Tarebear? What about your night?” Tarah only looked at the Sparkling Siren, shrugging her shoulders.  
She sat there for a moment, trying to rethink her night. A breathless laugh left her lips before she looked at the girls. “I was in my bed at the hotel by myself most of the day. I woke up alone, ate alone and showered alone.  I mean it's cool..” Another shrug happened as she slid her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket. “He texted, we talked over the phone. He was busy most of the day and I understood. ”  Brody and Aria looked at her with sadness in their eyes. “Tare--” She waved The pink haired woman off, “Hey, It's okay. I mean later that night he came over. He was tired so nothing like Brody’s night happened. And besides,  we’re spending today together after hes done at the gym.” A weak smile appeared on Nova’s lips as she looked at her girls. She wasn’t mad or upset in anyway. Tarah didn't need the roses or the long nights. She didn’t need to be spoiled with diamonds or pearls, she wasn’t that kind of girl at all. Truly all she wanted was his company and that was it. “So what did you guy do than?” Brody asked. “We played Mario Kart. I blue shelled his ass at least five times. ” The girls smiled at the Killer before giggling at her childish night. As the girls giggled softly, a chair from the other side of the table was pulled out and Cailin Dillon sat down. “Ladies.” Cailin said, resting her arm on the back of Tarah’s chair. They all smiled, greeting her. “How was your night, boothang.” Tarah smirked, looking at her gingersnap.
The Southern Poison only shook her head, smiling. “Oh you mean other than walking into my Hotel room to 3 dozen roses with a note saying ‘With all my Love’ and no name on it? It was fine, I guess.” The three other girls looked at the Ginger oddly as the words slid off her tongue so easily and care free. Aria shook her head, a small smiling appear as she did so. “So who were they from?” “Not a clue.” Cailin replied, reaching over and taking Aria’s tea; sipping on it. The Leader smiled watching them, “Maybe it's Cloudybutt trying to get in your panties again?”  The Texan Native cringed,  “I hope not.” Hearing that, Brody looked from her phone and glared at Cailin. “Rude. She's family.” “She's annoying.” Tarah shot back, taking a sip of her coffee before the Sparking Pestilence stood up from her chair. “Say it again, Nova...I dare you...” The Killer eyed her for a moment before placing her coffee down and slowly rising from her seat as well.
The other two fell quiet as the two women looked at each each with daggers in their eyes. “Cloud is annoying as fuck..” She repeated herself. Brody glared before a small smirk appeared, “Not as annoying as Haruna.” A smirk grew on the face of Tarah as well. “True that.” The Spark and the Freak started to laugh as the others let out the breaths they were holding. Both of them sat back down, and continued talking till ‘Be Somebody by Thousand Foot Krutch’ started to play off Tarah’s phone. Quickly she pulled her phone out and answered, “Oh hey babe, you ready? --- Okay, on my way.” With a faint smile, The Leader hung up; looking at the girls, “Alright, he's done at the gym. I’m out.” With that, she hugged each one of her girls ‘goodbye’ and headed to her rental car.
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As Nasir hung up his phone, a smile appeared on his lips for a moment till the clearing of throats snapped him from his thoughts. He looked over at Aren and Jacob, who were standing by the punching bags, smirking. “She on her way?” Aren asked, crossing his arms. “Yeah.” He replied. “Was she mad about last night?” Jacob questioned after The Russian, watching the Agent of Change take a seat on the bench close to them, “No, she understood but to make sure she isn’t mad, I’m taking her out tonight.” Nasir looked up at the boys for a moment before starting to unwrap his wrists. “Man, you're lucky she’s chill about that.  If I forgot Valentine's day; Aria would KILL ME.” Aren said, giving his brother a look before sending a punch at the punching bag that Senn was holding. As he continued to punch the bag, the eerie voice of Eclipse appeared from behind The Jersey boy, “No, if you forgot Valentine’s day, Aria would have simply play with The Demon King.” The Russian paused before looking at the monster of a man as the other two held in their laughter. “The Demon King..what do you mean?” A snort left Senn just as Nasir started to laugh at the questionable look on Aren’s face. His face changed from confused to annoyed rather quickly from the laugher, “What?”
Eclipse chuckled once more, “It is, I imagine, her pocket friend when you are away. She may call it Demon King.” Smoothly, he spoke; making The Russian’s face turn red as all of them laughed now. The laugher echoed around him, annoying him till her pushed the punching bag into Senn. “Hey you shouldn’t be laughing!” As he yelled that, Senn glared at him in anger. “And why is that, Aren?” “Cause, rumor has it, you weren’t the one being called Daddy last night, lover boy!” The room fell silent as all the eyes landed on Jacob Senn. His face went pale while he stared at Aren. He tried to make a comment but no words would leave his mouth. “Wait a minute,” Nasir started, “You called Brody ‘DADDY’?? Thats insane!” He started to laugh more has he spoke. The World Heavyweight Champion cringed hearing the word ‘Daddy’ again. “It kinda slipped out. I didn--” “IT KINDA SLIPPED OUT!?” Aren yelled, mocking him, “She is a 5’1 midget and you called THAT daddy!?” Eclipse and Nasir sat there; watching as the two Elitists yelled and fought with each other. “HEY! AT LEAST MY WOMAN DOESN’T HAVE A TOY NAMED AFTER ME!” And just as the words left Senn’s lips, Nasir’s phone ding. A text from Tarah: ‘Oh BTW, This can’t wait till you get in the car!! BRODY NAMED A WHITE DIDLO AFTER SENN! BABE, I CRI! ’. Slowly, The Jersey boy looked up at Jacob with wide eyes.
“Actually she did, dude.” The room went silent again and once again, all eyes were on Senn. “YOU LIE!” He screamed moving closer to Nasir. Laughing, he showed Senn the text from Tarah which made the World Heavyweight Champion groan. “This is too much...” Jacob covered his face, sighing into his palms. Eclipse, slowly patted the back of Senn; another dark and eerie laugh left his lips, “She is a wild thing, my brother. You have been warned.” With that, the Master of Fear stalked away from the men and out the door just as a black car rolled up. Tarah climbed out of the driver's seat and walked around the car to passenger side. “Diemos” She said with a nod. “Sister Nova.” He replied, walking past her. She watched him carefully till she looked up, hearing the  gym doors open. “Hey you,” Nasir smiled, walking over to her and kissing her cheek. “Hey Handsome,” The Leader smiled, taking his bag from him and throwing in the back of the car, “ Oh, if you want you can drive, love. I really don--” “NOVA!” Quickly, Tarah looked up to see Jacob Senn marching towards her. His eyes were filled with fire which made Nova smirk. “SHE DID NOT NAME A DIDLO AFTER ME, RIGHT?!” He screamed than got rather quiet after. Tarah glared at Nasir, who was laughing from the car before looking back at the Champ, “She did, Senny Boy. Talk to her about it, not me. That's not my problem.” Smiling, she reached up, patting his cheek rather hard. “Now bye Senn.” With that, Tarah climbed into the rental car and drove away, leaving Senn standing there with a frown.
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Later that night, when all the Heathens were out and with one another, Carson was standing out front of the hotel; smoking one of his last cigarettes. He took a long drag, leaning against the wall as the cars passed him by. Closing his eyes, he sigh just before a voice met his ears.  “Carson? You okay?” The Wolf Slayer's eyes shot open to see Cailin standing in front of him. “Oh, hey Cai. ” He dropped his Cig to the ground, before sliding his hands into his leather jacket. “Uh, yeah, I’m okay. Why are you out here so late?” “I was actually looking for --- You see, someone sent me roses yesterday. A Lot of them-- and I was trying to figure out who it was.” Carson tilted his head to the side, looking at Cailin as her cheeks turned pink under the moonlit sky. “Did you ask Cloud yet?” He smirked, making her groan. “God, You sound like Tarah....No, I was hoping it wasn’t her but.. I don’t wanna know if it is... I mea--” Suddenly, there was a ruffling behind a few bushes that stood in front of the hotel. Carson and Cailin watched it shake before La Diva appeared from behind the bushes; making the Heathens jump. “Hello!” She said cheerfully, looking mostly at Cailin. “Cailin Dillon! I, La Diva, sent you the roses! And I Do---” La Diva went quiet as her eyes traveled over to the Wolf Slayer. She noticed how close they were together, which wasn’t close at all, but still--that didn’t matter to her. La Diva frowned at him. “CARSON RAMSAY,” Her voice got louder within seconds, making both the Heathens cringe. “I WANT TO CHALLENGE YOU FOR A MATCH FOR THE LOVE OF CAILIN AT REASONABLE DOUBT!!” The Heathens stared at her as she went on, “I WILL FIGHT YOU AND WIN HER LOV--” Before La Diva could finish, The Man With The Silver Swing kicked her in the stomp then quickly grabbed her by the neck, hitting the Fateful Eighty Nine on her. A loud smack hit the pavement and slowly, Carson stood up. The Texan Siren smiled at him, “Thank you.” A smile creeped onto his lips as well as he rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah...you're welcome.” Silence fell between the two before Cailin spoke up, “Would you like a drink between friends?” “I’d like that, yeah.” Hearing a yes, she hooked her arm with his and both of the Heathens made their way into the Hotel to the bar for a well deserved drink.
FIN.
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