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NEW DEVELOPMENTS: The 4th new season of Wakfu still currently in production [#OneNETnewsEXCLUSIVE]

PARIS, FRANCE -- After a successful Kickstarter campaign, the creators of the show have announced last Friday (March 3rd, 2023 -- France local time), with some exciting updates about the upcoming 4th season.

A Kickstarter post update reveals that the team has been working hard, with production of Wakfu: Season 4 are well underway. Wakfunian fans can look forward to see new adventures with returning characters, as well as new villains to spice up their plot. According to Anthony Roux, who is responsible for Wakfu, the aforementioned upcoming season will have a serious darker tone, and will explore deeper themes in fantasy violence than the previous ones, making it a must-watch for fans who want to delve deeper into the story.

In addition, the latest Kickstarter update offers previews of some concepting arts and animation that fans can really expect to see when the season comes out sooner than before. Digital images are stunning and demonstrate the level of dedication and attention to detail in the animated production process. Fans of the series are already eagerly anticipating the release of Wakfu: Season 4, and this latest update was only added to the excitement.

Although, there is probably a new special episode from a French public broadcaster France Televisions that is linked before or after the 4th season of Wakfu during the funded Kickstarter period: "After a destructive battle against Oropo and their own demons, Yugo the Eliatrope and his friends find themselves at the gates of the Ingloriom, the realm of the gods. The Tofu Brotherhood has no time to wonder what fate the 12 Divinities have in store for them for this sacrilege: the territory is devastated! What is happening? Is there a connection between their victory and this chaos? Are they responsible for the situation, or is it something much worse? How far will our heroes have to go this time around?", said in translated French dialect.

With the show promising to push the boundaries of storytelling and animation, it is sure to be a hit. The 4th season of Wakfu is still in the works as we embark on a thrilling new journey with your favourite characters (including our Ankama News correspondents named Yugo the Eliatrope & Amalia Sheram Sharm).

Animation Digital Network (ADN) secures streaming rights in France, while Netflix still going to stream the episodes in selected countries worldwide, for those if you're new, or to relive your favorite moments of this French animated cartoon show.

The new season of Wakfu in Season 4 is STILL coming soon -- on-air, online at France.tv, and on the France TV & Okoo APP. The aforesaid new season is definitely worth the wait.

ART PHOTO COURTESY: Ankama via Kickstarter PHOTO BACKGROUND PROVIDED BY: Tegna

SOURCE: *https://issuu.com/francetelevisions/docs/mifa-dp2022_ftv [The Exclusive Press Release from France Télévisions on a Programming Line-Up for 2022-2023 + Show Synopsis and Information Reference for Wakfu S4 on page41] *https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/ankamaanimations/wakfu-the-animated-series-season-4/posts/3747696 [Referenced Kickstarter Post via Ankama Animations] *https://twitter.com/Totankama/status/1635372970234482689 [Referenced Twitter Post via Totankama] *https://fr.linkedin.com/company/animation-digital-network and *https://twitter.com/ADNanime/status/1636691543888125953 [Referenced Twitter Post from Animation Digital Network]

HONEST DISCLAIMER: The views and opinions expressed from a developing news report, are not necessarily those from Ankama Animations, Frankas Productions & Pictanovo. Furthermore, the assumptions of this D.N.R. will NOT state, intervene or reflect those of our Radyo Bandera Patrol reporters. The show, the station, the management, interwebs and the network. Thanks for reading and Stay safe. Later!

-- OneNETnews Team

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Chapter Two

Her apartment was equidistant from the diner and Ivy’s school, which she said was the main reason she had chosen it. Four floors up, she put the key in the lock and glanced at him before opening the door.

“Like I said, it’s a mess inside, but…” She shrugged and he smiled.

“Then let’s change that,” he said, waiting for her and Ivy to enter first.

“Put your things down on the table, honey. Then go to the bathroom. I want you to take a bath,” Dana said, rubbing her face.

“Okay, Mommy,” Ivy answered as she took off her backpack, coat and boots, heading toward the bathroom.

“I’ll be right back. Just… make yourself comfortable. If you can find a spot,” she told him as she gestured around, taking off her own coat and laying it on a chair. Smiling tiredly, she followed Ivy to the bathroom.

Removing his bag from across his body, he set it beside Ivy’s backpack and laid his coat on top of Dana’s. Looking around, he let out a low whistle.

There were piles of laundry covering the entire couch, coffee table, and overstuffed chair in the corner. Blankets, sheets, and clothes, though unfolded, were organized into piles to be sorted and put away effectively.

He heard Ivy and Dana talking as the bathtub water was running and he decided to get started straight away.

Washing his hands in the kitchen, he smiled at the cute plates sitting in the sink. As it was early December, they were of a snowman with a reindeer biting at his carrot nose. The soap pump on the sink was a fat Santa with rosy cheeks and closed eyes from his wide smile. He grinned at it as he finished washing up and reached for a paper towel to dry his hands.

Staring at the fridge with the many magneted colorful and happy pictures stuck to it, he dried his hands thoroughly and tossed the paper towel into the kitchen trash can.

Walking into the living room, he smiled as he saw the bookshelf filled with all of her books. He recognized some they had shared and made a mental note to inquire after ones he saw that he would like to read and discuss with her.

There were also pictures of her and Ivy on the shelves: birthday parties, Christmas, at the beach, sitting in front of a campfire, and sleeping together in bed when Ivy was a small baby.

Smiling again, he turned around and walked to the couch. Starting on a pile of blankets, he began to fold them, placing them into stacks.

Sheets were next and he folded them like he had learned to do from watching a video online. The piles grew as he heard giggles and bare feet running into a room.

“Did you… oh!” Dana said and he turned to look at her. “I didn’t know you were starting already. You didn’t have to yet.”

“I don’t mind. I actually enjoy folding laundry.” She looked at him skeptically and he laughed. “I do, especially linens and things. It’s easy and methodical, blocks out other thoughts and concerns, you know?”

“Yeah, I… I can see that,” she agreed with a nod.

“Mooooommyyyy,” Ivy called and she smiled as she excused herself. He smiled back as he folded pillowcases and another set of sheets before they both came out, Ivy’s hair up in a bright pink head wrap.

“Can I fold the washcloths?” Ivy asked. “Mommy saves those for me.”

“Sure. Want me to make you a pile? Or do you want to find them?”

“Oh… I’ll find them,” she said with a giggle and began to look through the pile of towels, saying gotcha! every time she found one. He laughed and caught Dana’s eye as she watched Ivy with a tired smile.

“Would you like some tea?” she asked and he nodded in agreement. “What kind?”

“I’m fine with whatever,” he said as Ivy giggled when he gently tossed a washcloth at her. She smiled at him and he smiled back with a wink.

“Ivy? Do you want some tea?”

“Yuck! No,” she answered, wrinkling her nose and shaking her head as Dana laughed and Fox smiled.

“Okay. You want some juice? Or chocolate milk?”

“Yes! Chocolate milk, please,” she said with a grin.

“Could I change my order to chocolate milk too?” he asked, glancing over at Dana.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. Wait, do you have chocolate syrup? Or is it the powdered stuff?”

“No, it’s syrup, why?”

“Because that’s the best, right Ivy?” he asked and Ivy nodded, folding a washcloth and placing it onto a pile. “Just wanted to be sure you were doing it right.”

“Mommy makes the best chocolate milk,” Ivy said, taking out a washcloth and knocking over the small pile she was working on. “Whoops! She even puts whipped cream and sprinkles on it.”

“Ohhh… then yes please. I’ll have that.” He smiled at Dana and she shook her head with a smile.

“Two chocolate milks coming up.”

“Thank you.”

“Yes, thank you, Mommy.”

Fox smiled at Ivy as she refolded the washcloths again, her pile not gaining much height, but she did not seem to care, so he would not either.

“Hey, want to help me fold this sheet?”

“Sure!” Ivy said, the washcloths falling over again and landing on the floor. “Whoops!” She picked them up and shoved them onto the couch, not bothering to fold them.

“Okay,” he said with a chuckle, picking up the sheet. “We’re going to each take an end and then spread out. Oh, wait… do you have a stuffed animal you really like?”

“Uh huh!” She smiled and nodded.

“Go grab it and bring it out here.”

“Okay!”

She turned around and ran toward the bedroom. He smiled as he watched her and then looked at Dana who was watching him intently.

“Something my mom used to do with us when my sister and I were little. Hey, look at that- now you know that I have a sibling,” he teased and he heard her exhale, giving him a small smile.

“Got it!” Ivy yelled, running into the room, an obviously very well loved pink and white stuffed panda in her hand.

“Perfect,” he said, gathering the sheet by the corners and making what looked like a parachute. “So, what we’re going to do is…” He opened the sheet and brought it down to her level. “… drop the panda in and we… wait, what’s her name?”

“The panda?”

“Yeah. I feel like we need to be introduced.”

“Oh,” Ivy said with a giggle. “Her name is Pandy.”

“That’s her whole name?” Dana asked and Ivy looked at her, shaking her head with another giggle. “Tell him her whole name. Make sure they are properly introduced.”

“Let’s hear it,” Fox said and Ivy looked back at him, biting her bottom lip as she smiled.

“Her name is Princess Pandy of the Pink Palace. But… I usually just call her Pandy.”

He raised his eyebrows and stared at her and then Dana, looking between them as Dana grinned at him with a nod.

“Well, I had no idea I was in the presence of royalty,” he said, bowing amid Ivy’s giggles. “Princess Pandy, I am Fox Mulder. It’s a privilege to meet you. No, it’s an honor.”

“And to meet you,” Ivy said in a high pitched British accent which made him laugh, glancing at Dana again, who smiled and shrugged slightly.

“Your Highness, would it please you to go for a ride in this sheet of pale pink?”

“Oh, yes please! I would like that a lot,” Ivy said in the same voice.

“Please, enter,” he said, opening the sheet and waiting for Ivy to place the panda inside. “Just slide in your Highness and then Ivy and I will take you for a ride.“

“Hooray!” she cried, dropping the panda inside.

“Fantastic. Okay, so what we will do now is…” He separated the sheet and handed two ends of it to Ivy. “… you take these edges and we will step back until the sheet is taut.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means pulled tight,” he said, stepping back.

“Then why didn’t you just say tight?” she asked him, mirroring his steps.

Dana laughed, covering it with a cough as he looked over at her. She smiled as she glanced at him, taking glasses down from the cupboard.

“Well, I could have, I suppose,” he said, smiling as he shook the sheet a little. “But, I’m a writer and I like to use different words to describe things.”

“You write stories?”

“I do.”

“I write stories in school. I wrote one about a bunny.”

“Really? What was the bunny’s name?”

“It’s Funny.”

“The story is funny? That’s good, I like funny stories.”

“No,” she giggled, shaking her head. “The bunny’s name is Funny.”

“Funny… Bunny?”

“Yup!”

“Oh, I love that, it makes perfect sense.” He smiled at her and she looked down at her panda with a smile.

“What are we going to do with Pandy?”

“Well, Princess Pandy is going to do a few things. First, she is going to swing,” he said, swaying the sheet back and forth and she copied him, rocking on her feet. “We can open the sheet a little and then, if you hold the sheet tight-”

“You mean taut,” Ivy interrupted and again Dana laughed, covering her mouth as she stared at them.

“Right. I meant taut,” he agreed, smiling at both of them. “So we can swing her and then open the sheet a little further and we can make her fly, like this.” Popping the sheet a little, the panda flew up and landed back in the sheet, Ivy gasping and then laughing.

“Do it again!”

So he did, swinging and popping the sheet as she giggled and worked with him to make it happen. He smiled as he watched her enjoying herself and then at Dana as he caught her doing the same. She locked eyes with him and he saw a myriad of expressions cross her face.

“This is so fun,” Ivy said in Pandy’s high voice as they popped the sheet again, his attention pulled away from Dana.

“I’m so happy you’re having a good time, your Highness,” he said, bowing to the panda as Ivy laughed.

“You two ready for your chocolate milks?” Dana asked, shaking the can of whipped cream and spraying it into the glasses.

“Yeah!” Ivy shouted, dropping the sheet and turning around, running to the table to sit and wait.

Fox smiled as he picked up the sheet and placed it on the couch. He walked over to the table, moved his bag and Ivy’s backpack and coat, setting them on the empty chair beside him. As he sat down, Dana brought out their chocolate milks and went back for her tea, before joining them at the table.

“Yum! Thank you, Mommy,” Ivy said, sitting up on her knees to drink out of her pink swirly straw.

“You’re welcome, honey. Use your napkin, okay?”

“I will.”

“How do you like your chocolate milk?” Dana asked him and he smacked his lips in appreciation as he swallowed down a large gulp.

“It’s delicious,” he replied and she smiled as she shook her head.

After they were finished, Ivy scooping out any remaining whipped cream with a spoon, they returned to the task at hand.

Princess Pandy was flown up and down a couple more times and then Ivy went into the bedroom to watch a movie on her tablet.

Fox and Dana made quick work of the linens, not speaking much as they did. Soon the piles of items were ready to be put away and he followed her to the linen closet, his arms full. He waited as she placed her armful of towels away and then took the ones he held, placing them properly in the cupboard.

As he walked past the bedroom, he looked in to see Ivy lying on the top of an elaborate bunk bed. The top half of it was smaller and the frame was painted a light pink. The bottom half, which held a larger bed, was painted white. Two drawers for storage were under the bed and there was a staircase with five steps at the end of the beds, shelves and cubbies built into it, books and toys sitting upon them.

A large fuzzy pink area rug lay in the middle of the room. Two white floor lamps were in opposite corners and a pink bean bag sat under the one large window in the room with light pink curtains framing it. A white dresser with six drawers, three of which were obviously Ivy’s, as they had drawer knobs with pandas wearing a flower crown and holding a pink polka dot heart, rested against a wall.

It was a perfect combination, incorporating the two of them as a team and also as individuals.

“I can only afford the one bedroom, so we have to share,” Dana said, her arms full of more linens. She smiled and he nodded. “This setup saves space, allowing the room to not be too cluttered or full of too much furniture.”

“It’s good. I like it. You’ve given her her own style and form of expression, yet it’s not overwhelmingly hers alone. It’s a good compromise.”

“Thanks,” she said softly, biting her lip and then exhaling. He smiled and touched her arm as she walked to the closet and he went back to the living room to gather more items.

Everything put away, he looked around the living room, wondering what else he could do to help.

“That’s all done,” Dana said as she entered the room, sighing deeply and then yawning. “God, it’s been a long day.”

“I’m sure,” he said, smiling at her.

“Thank you so much for your help. And… for being so good with Ivy. I…” She shook her head and sighed again. “I don’t… aside from men we already know- family members and friends- we don’t have them around.” She did not meet his eye and he smiled softly.

“Considering what happened, I completely understand,” he said quietly and she looked up at him. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“Thank you for being easy to trust.”

“Yeah,” he said with a nod and a small smile. “I should probably get going. Give you two a chance to relax and get to bed early.”

“Right,” she agreed, nodding with a smile. “Thank you again.”

“You’re welcome.” He walked to the table and put on his coat before he picked up his bag, putting it over his head and across his body and walking toward the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow. And the offer still stands. I can watch her for you, if you’d like. I’ll be there anyway, so it’s really not any trouble. She seems like a fun kid.”

“She is,” she said, smiling as she looked toward the bedroom. “Thank you for the offer, but I’m gonna see if I can make other arrangements. If you see me tomorrow, sans child, I will have been successful.” She smiled and he chuckled softly.

“Okay. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Ivy?” she called, rolling her neck and sighing.

“Yes, Mommy?”

“Fox is leaving now. Would you like to come and say goodbye?”

A loud thunk was heard and then the sound of feet running quickly across the floor. She slid into the room and made a beeline for him, crashing into him as she threw her arms around him. He raised a surprised face to Dana, who was wearing the same expression.

“Goodbye, Fox. Thank you for playing with me today. Pandy had a very fun time,” Ivy said, her words slightly muffled with her face pressed against him.

“Oh. I had a fun time too. And I’m glad we had a chance to meet.” He pulled back and looked down at Ivy, who grinned up at him. “Thank you for helping with the laundry and the suggestion of the chocolate milk. It really was the best I’ve ever had.”

“Yup, Mommy makes it the best,” she said with a nod and he glanced up at Dana, smiling as he nodded back.

“She does. Well, you two get something to eat and get some rest. See you soon. Goodbye, Miss Ivy. Miss Dana.” He tipped his head at them and patted Ivy’s head as he stepped back.

Reaching out, he unlocked the door and turned the knob, nodding goodbye again. He stepped out into the hall and waved as he left, heading toward the stairs.

As he walked down, he glanced back up and saw Dana standing behind Ivy, who must have run back to her room, as she was now holding Pandy.

“Goodbye, Mister Fox,” she called in Pandy’s high pitched British accent, waving her paw.

“Farewell, your Highness.” He waved back and Ivy giggled, the sound echoing down the stairs. Dana waved with a smile and he nodded once more before he stepped out of sight and continued to the next level.

He left the building, pulling his coat tight around him in the chilly winter air. He smiled nearly the entire way home, thinking of the sound of Ivy’s laughter, the chocolate milk left on her lip as she drank from her glass, her straw eventually laid aside, and the way Dana stared at her so adoringly.

He thought of the happiness and coziness the small apartment held within it and how he had immediately felt welcomed and at home.

Bypassing food, or any thoughts of it, he walked to his apartment, wishing his place held half the charm and warmth that theirs did, but all that greeted him was the bare and rather sterile rooms.

No Santa hand soap pump, no colorful drawings on the fridge, nothing that made him feel that happy feeling he had experienced with them.

With a sigh, he closed and locked his door, took off his bag and coat, and settled in for a quiet and lonely evening.

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Some drawings of future Timmy (based from old Nick Magazine)

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25 Laws of power for women

Conceal your goals especially the ones that are appealing. Losing weight, reinventing yourself, marrying wealthy. Instead talk about your altruistic goals - to help children, invest in education, this will chase insecure people with vile intentions.

Do not give anyone your source of power: Was is a book that changed your life? a mentor? a movie? Never give up your secret to success. If forced to do say allude to God, the universe, the a random phenomenon

Use the patriarchy to your favor; we live in a world that is, only associate with men who have power, use that power for good.

Never appear too perfect but be selectively vulnerable when needed. Only share something that you will be comfortable saying. You might say “I forget my keys all the time,” “I don’t know how to perfectly park a car “. But never disclose something you are not comfortable with just because you are afraid of being perfect.

Maintain distance in relationships. Friends are the best and you need them. But if you feel that they are becoming too dependent, see them at your own will. But also the reverse could be the case. Your friend may keep a distance, and that is the way of life. You have got to move on from it.

Develop your own style that makes you unique, beautiful, and elegant. Avoid trying to fit in the crowd of people who claim to care less about their style yet have too many opinions about other women’s style

Avoid male friends at all cost, you will have male colleagues, male bosses, male acquaintances, business partners. Keep it that way. You do not want a Truman Capote divulging your secrets to the world. Do not keep a man who does not fit your standard.

You do not have to win at every game. Pick and choose what is best for you and leave room for others. And step down if you have attained that level of success, do not let the society do it for you.

Trust people but remember that we are all humans. So trust with discretion!

Confuse people with kindness; people are not always comfortable with beautiful and intelligent women. That power is too intimidating so confuse them by being genuinely generous, curious, kind, and passionate.

Keep your strong opinions to yourself.. if you support a movement, a way of life, do so silently.

We all have dirty laundry, wash them privately, don’t expose yourself. Remain silent when people try to attack you or shame you. Whatever is not confirmed is not true. You are the only one who knows all the truth about you.

Don’t attract pity or praise: People who pity you do not help you, in fact they might think that you are weak and could mock you at their annual gossipping meeting. And if you are doing things for the sake of praise you are wasting your time.

Choose yourself all the time; never put any one’s feelings above yours.

Trust your own intuition if you feel someone is being malicious towards you, giving you back handed compliments then you should let them go

Never speak bad of another woman. Do not lazy around gossipping. Keep your hands clean and your conscience clear.

Avoid women with low self esteem they will bring you down. For some reason they do not like seeing other women who are doing better than them

Be careful who you seek validation from. Not everyone needs to be pleased. If they are in no way capable of contributing to your life in the ways you prefer, then don’t ask them for their opinions or please them.

Do not compete with other women, if you do you are only putting them on a pedestal. You are making the the standard by which you measure your progress. If you do compete, begin digging your grave.

Do not give unsolicited advice, do not share the inner workings of your mind, If your mouth is very charitable you better start journaling.

Be well-rounded and interesting. It attracts people. It also keeps you busy because you are continually improving and learning. An idle mind is an easily subdued one.

Avoid women who want to live vicariously through you; they want to know who you know, shop where you shop, befriend who you befriend, wear what you wear.

Pay attention to the source of your discomfort; get rid of them. You tell them your dreams and they remind you of all your hindrances. They ask why are you dressed so fancy as though fancy isn’t subjective. They undermine you interests and goals. They will also be quick to bring you down because they are afraid of your potential.

Do not fear power or please power. When we see powerful people we try to hard to befriend them, to be close to them but you need to be comfortable without them. Don’t push yourself in the name of friendship, do not try too hard to be in their inner circle. Your independence of mind is the most important. Instead become a powerful woman, aloof to the presence of power but aware of its importance. Be an ingenious and intelligent and use your creativity to uplift yourself. When you do so it will be hard to ignore you. Even the powerful will become an ally.

Enjoy moments of solitude. Use that time to develop yourself, improve your body, learn new skills, create with your mind, read widely, become more elegant, then launch yourself.

Remember the most powerful women are the most intelligent. Inspired by Robert Greene's 48 Laws of Power. Use at your discretion.

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