#Ok now I shall bid ye adieu

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

a Wind and a Legend for your perusal

in two very different (although both incredibly messy) styles

[zozo-01]

David As A Business Major/CEO

[Because I'm a business major. <3]

Hehe, soooo I has a lot thoughts about this topic anddd I was enabled by @frenchiefitzhere, @daveyistheloml @starlitangels and @taelonsamada soooo I'm gonna write them down!!!

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Starting with what everyone wants, CEO! David!!!

Despite not having to come in everyday, David always comes to work because he likes to keep an eye on everything.

Everything he expects from his workers, he expects from himself!! So if he comes in everyday, he expects his workers to do the same.

THAT BEING SAID!!!! HE'S SOOOO LENIENT WITH HIS WORKERS!!!

Like, if someone can't come in because of Mental Health Issues, he'll let them stay at home with no explanation needed, with full pay AND a personal check in from him to make sure his employee is ok!!!

He takes any harassment claims superrrrr seriously. A whole investigation will take place to make sure everything is properly done.

Despite him being dressed to the nines when he comes to work, there is no strict dress code that he imposes on anyone.

Double checks any and all reports to make sure they check out.

Makes sure his employees are paid extremely well and gives them all the benefits.

If there is extra work that needs to be done, instead of asking his workers to stay behind, he'll do it himself.

He has a blanket and pillows in his office because that's how many late nights he spends. T-T

Also has a coffee machine in there toooo. T-T

This poor man has to deal with the most chaotic executive group ever but he loves them to bitsssss!!!

Has a note of everyone's birthday and will either wish them happy birthday or buy a lil somethingggg.

Onto some....... s p i c y t h i n g s.

David looks so sososoososos damn fine in a suit.

And the watches???? Yes pleaseeeeee.

The office has bets on how many people either have a crush on David or have slept with himmm.

He does keep a very important "no sleeping with employees" boundary in place!!!!

I shall now leave you with the mental image of David in his office chair, legs spread and leaning back, his shirt unbuttoned, hand in his hair and a cocky smirk.

I bid you adieu.

Now onto me indulging in Business Major! David Shaw!!!

Hmmmm, I can see David in a few different specialization, but for the sake of simplicity, I'm gonna make him a Management Major (because I am lol).

Does superrrr well in all of his classes. What can he say? He's a diligent student.

Def the one motherfucker who likes Econ. What a monster.

He hatessss Marketing because he finds the class so fucking boringggg.

He fully admits he's a nepo baby, but!! That doesn't deter him from working hard.

He hatesssss it when people slack off because either their parents can cover their asses or "Cs get degrees."

Mainly hangs out with the kids who're disadvantaged in any way (i.e. they're first/second gen immigrants, poor, racialized etc etc)

He adores HR classes because he wants to make any business he works for as safe and healthy as he can.

An ambitious mother fucker. He wants that CEO spot and he'll get it on his own merit and nothing will stop him.

Cries while doing accounting work. (Everyone does.)

Is taking a few languages as electives to differentiate him.

Joined the Management Student Association, The Mentorship Program, Business Comp Clubs, The Tax Volunteer Student Association, is in the COOP program (or the American equivalent) and soooo much moreee!!

Anything to prove that despite his status, he's a damn good leader on his own. [Side note: he is.]

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Yo you want prompts? What about Roman and Logan finally getting along?

Sdgjkdfjhxdf that’s actually a hysterical way of wording it and it has absolutely stumped me dklsfdgldfg ok lemme give this a go

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Roman had just closed his mouth after explaining his newest idea, and his hands were shaking as he tucked them behind his back. He had worked hard on this one. He was fond of this one. He really hoped it wasn’t- “Jeez, Princey,” Virgil snarked, “this is somehow even more wild than the last thing you came out with.” -shot down immediately. Roman smiled anyway. “I was trying to keep in mind what was conceivable for Thomas,” he explained himself, less eagerly, now just scrambling to explain himself, “whilst also trying to push our limits as a creator.” “Maybe…” Patton offered tentatively, “this is pushing just a little too much?” “W-well,” Roman started, before trailing off. Oh, they were right. It was too much, again, wasn’t it?

“I don’t see how it’s unachievable,” Logan said when the others finished, and Roman’s head snapped up in shock at the fact that… Logan was backing him up? “His friends expertise combined with Thomas’ own skills, I believe they would be more than capable. Thomas knows competent musicians and lyricists, and Thomas himself is a decent musician too.” “Thank you, Logan!” Thomas said brightly, surprised with the praise but delighted by it nonetheless. “Yes,” Roman echoed softly. “Thank you, Logan.” Logan looked at him, and the lightest hint of smile teased about the nerd’s lips. “I have a couple… ah, shall we say, possible revisions? I might suggest, but other than that, this is achievable, entertaining, and pleasant. I’m impressed, Roman.” Roman’s mouth opened and closed a few times, he went red of all things, and he finally coughed out another thank you before sinking out swiftly.

 Logan was fighting to be heard over the others’ back-and-forth, and trying his hardest not to get frustrated. Because if he got frustrated, he got angry, and if he got angry, he hurt people. So Logan forced himself to take a few breaths, and tried to jump back into the conversation. Patton didn’t notice, and cut him off before the breath even left Logan’s lungs. His shoulder sagged, and Logan resigned himself to closing his mouth and only speaking when spoken to again. “Wait up, there, daddio,” Roman cut in, shooting Patton a pacifyingly bright smile. “I hear you, you make a good point, and Virgil, I understand, I really do. But I think Logan has something to add?” Logan blinked owlishly, surprised that Roman was pointing this out, and Virgil went to comment, but Roman held up a hand to halt him. “Ah, ah!” he smiled, but the skin around his eyes was tight. “Logan time. I don’t think he’s got a word out in the past twenty minutes.” Virgil and Patton jolted at that, glancing at each other in surprise and horror before apologising to Logan quickly, and Logan accepted their apologies gracefully, before launching into his explanation, and his offer.

When everything had been cleared up, and Patton and Virgil had sunk out, leaving just Thomas, Logan and Roman, Roman bid them adieu and went to leave too. “Wait,” Logan called, and Roman paused as requested, one shapely eyebrow raised in question. “Um,” Logan fumbled with his tie, before looking up. “Thank you, Roman. For… for letting me speak.” Roman’s eyes softened. “We’re not great at listening to each other, sometimes,” he laughed a little, leaving his statement just at that in front of Thomas, but Logan understood what he meant. “And… I’m realising now we need to look out for each other, huh? So, my pleasure, specs. See you in a moment, yeah?” “Yeah,” Logan agreed softly. “Thanks, Roman,” Thomas tacked on. “It’s gotten a lot more… peaceful,” he rapped his knuckles gently on the side of his own head, “since you pointed out there was too much arguing and not enough listening.” Roman shrugged, but his hidden little smile was pleased to be needed and pleased to be thanked. “My honour,” he bowed. “Take care, Thomas.”

Logan watched him sink out with the slightest of smiles, comforted by knowing he had an ally where he thought he had a rival, someone to look out for, who would actually look out for him too. And oh, he enjoyed having that, too.

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oh this was soft and i enjoyed this thank u for the prompt

[fereality-indy]

Wendip Week Day Seven - Bedtime Story

June 21, 2024

Pines Residence

Dipper is seated on a folding chair he brought into his daughters room so he could tell a tale to his children and their twin cousins. “And then King Mermando of the ocean kingdom, Costa del Pacifico, sent a missive…”

Lil Debbie piped up, “That means itsa imporant letter.”

“Ohh,” the three younger boys say in almost unison.

“That’s right Debbiekins,” Dipper said as he ruffled his daughters hair “I guess being around Grunkle Ford has helped your vocabulary.”

“Yeppers, and he helped me wif my butterflies.”  Debbie said as she was trying to fix what her dad did to her hair.

“Story!” Terry started chanting from his sleeping bag.

“Story!” His two cousins added.

“Alright guys, I get it.” Dipper said as he raised his hands up in defeat, “now where was I, oh yeah the letter. Well in it King Mermando spoke of the fact that a group of his subjects were out on an excursion to a land in the north and had come into trouble. And so he asked that Lady Gwendolyn of the Woods and her companion Stoneworker travel to their last known location and to see if they would be able to help them.”

“Course dey will, Lady Gwennie and Worker are the best.” Ricky called out.

“An de in luv,” Ed added.

“Aw, you always talk luv. Deyre fighters, not luvers.” Ricky said as he shoved his brother.

“Richard, you be nice!” Debbie called from her bed as that one shove became a shoving match between her cousins.  

"Do you two want me to continue?” Dipper said in a ‘and I mean it ‘ voice.

Both boys quickly settled back into their sleeping bags, while Debbie had a smug ‘I Told You So’ look. Seeing they quit Dipper continued the story.

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“M’lady this shall be a long trek, do you want me to prepare my wagon for the trip.” Stoneworker asked as they went about gathering supplies for the trip.

“It would be best to take my carriage so we will have sleeping quarters if needed.” The redheaded warrior said as she finished packing.

After a quick trip to see Stoneworker’s uncle, the Inventor. He had some gadgets that may come in handy, though Lady Gwendolyn felt that the their own skills would be more than enough to handle whatever they come across.

They head out across the countryside towards the destination they were given in the missive. Their trek took three days and they spent the three nights in each other’s company. On the fourth day they arrived at the location and began their search. It was a beach, but the weather was so cold  neither of them wished to take a swim.    

“Stoneworker, my trusted companion, it appears they were here recently.” Lady Gwendolyn said as she was studying the tracks they discovered. “A day or two at the most. But they weren’t alone. There are other tracks here. Heavy and larger than normal.”

“From the looks of things the others are definitely bipedal and either they all are dragging a pack of some type, or they have a large tail.” Stoneworker added as they continued their tracking. About a half hour into their tracking they happened upon the start on an inlet.

“There was a scuffle of some sort here. The water has taken most of the evidence, but there are some surefire marks in the cliff wall there.” Gwendolyn said as she pointed out three large gouges the stone. Getting a closer look at them she added, “And these are fresh.”

She pulled out her trusty ax that Stoneworker had endowed with runes of protection. Seeing this Stoneworker activated the enchantments in his own gloves. He still preferred to outwit his opponents, but was perfectly willing to fight his foes and these enchantments gave his punches an added jolt. And from what they found he may need it. There in front of a cavern they were too large to enter and despite there being snow on the ground, stood 4 crocodile Men.

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"Wait a minute, Daddy. Great Grunkle Ford says that crocdiles are poikiro, poilikilo, coldblooded.” Debbie said, breaking into the story. Then she asked, “How are they able to be moving if there’s snow on the ground. They should be hypermating.”

Dipper chuckled a little at his daughter’s faux pas before responding, “Well, honey. First off I think you mean Hibernating, and secondly I was getting to that.”

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Stoneworker and Gwendolyn moved closer as watched the Croc-Men attempt to reach whatever had hidden in the small cave. They were dressed rather warmly, but even then the cold should have made them too lethargic to be moving. The cold northwestern, winter weather was no where near that of the warm southern swampland these critters usually call home. Then one turned to speak to it’s fellows and we saw it. On his chest there was a glowing stone that seemed to radiate heat.

“They are too well entrenched. Martok take Merlok and find some fire wood. We’ll either smoke them out or have smoked jerky when we get to them. Hahaha.”  The one who appeared to be in charge said to the one closest to him.

Gwendolyn signaled to Stoneworker to back out of the inlet. They quickly backed out and found a hiding place, once the Croc-men had passed Gwendolyn signaled to follow them. They stopped around another twenty yards or so and that was when our heroes struck. Gwendolyn tapped the taller of the two on it’s shoulder and when it turned she hit it in the stomach with the flat of her ax. As it bent over she brought her knee up under it’s jaw rocking it’s head up and backwards. While this was happening the other Croc-Man turned to see what happened and was met by Stoneworker. Before he could react Stoneworker reached up and pulled the glowing stone off the Croc-Man. Though it glowed as if it was burning hot, Stoneworker found that he now felt as if he was standing in a warm summer day. The Croc-Man immediately felt the cold and dropped to his knees before falling in a deep sleep.

“That’s what I thought would happen,” Stoneworker said after the Croc-Man fell. Seeing a slightly confused look on Gwendolyn’s beautiful face he added, “They’re reptiles, they essentially hibernate in the cold weather.”  

They took time to bound their foes together with their hands tied behind the other’s back so that they could share the stone.  They also bound their feet and snouts separately.  When they were certain these Croc-Men would not a hassle, they began heading back towards the inlet.    

“Alright when we get there I will go for the leader, you take the smaller…” Gwendolyn was saying as they heard a scream.

“No, Somebody help me!” a young voice called from inside the inlet. As they turned the corner they saw The two Croc-Men holding a young bull seal between them. And the voice was coming from the seal.  “I just want to get my sister some food, you guys have kept us in there for two days. Do what you want to me but first let me get her some fish. She is young and needs to eat.”

“Tough luck, chiot. We’re hungry enough dat it won’t mattah ta us if she’s skin n bones or not.” The lead Croc-Man said.

"Yes, we be hungry too.” The other Croc-Man added.

“No!” A smaller seal pup called as it rushed out of the cave.

“I knew grabin’ one draw out da others. Grab her.” The lead Croc-Man said as he pulled the seal he was holding out of his partner’s grip.

Gwendolyn rushed towards the two Croc-Men intent on putting a stop to the scene before her, only to be outpaced by her younger partner.

“You need to pick on someone your own size!” Stoneworker said as he jumped and delivered a double closed fist to the top of the Croc-Man chasing the smaller seal. The force of his blow combined with the jolt of electricity his gloves held sent the cryptid to the ground. He then turns to the small pup, “It’ll be ok. We here on the request of King Mermando.”

Gwendolyn continued her rush and quickly brought her ax down across the wrist of the lead Croc-Man causing him to drop the seal pup. She then dropped low and swept his feet out from under him. Before he had a chance to try and rise up she was there with the blade of her ax blade at his throat.

“Give me a reason!” she said as she looked into his eyes.

“Brother!” the smaller seal pup called as it moved towards where the leader had dropped her brother.

“I am fine.” The larger pup said as his sister made it to him, “Father, it is safe. We have envoys from King Mermando. They saved us.”

At that there was a glow coming from the entrance to the cavern and it began to open further. When it was large enough that Stoneworker could walk into it, albeit crouched, out came a large bull seal and a medium sized seal cow.

"Greetings. Thank you for saving my family.” The bull said as he moved towards his children. “I am Jestin, Canciller of my lord King Mermando, and this is my wife Lynneth. We were on a mission to open trade negotiations with the Artic Court when we encountered these brutes. I sent an attendant back to the capital and we hid ourselves in this cave.”

“I am Lady Gwendolyn of the Woods and this is my consort Stoneworker.” Gwendolyn said as Stoneworker was tying  up the lead Croc-Man. When he was done she removed her ax from where it was sitting on it’s neck. “We left the other two around the bend. We shall leave their fate up to you.”  

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“And once the miscreants were gathered Jestin shrunk them down with the same magic he had used on the cave passageway and placed them and a small fish in a jar for transportation. They then bid our heroes adieu and returned to the sea and to their kindom.” Dipper said as he finished up the story.

In a sleepy voice Terry asked, “But Daddy what happen to the bad guys.”

“Well when Gwendolyn and Stoneworker were next invited to the court of King Mermando, they were granted knighthood and they found out that the Croc-Men were released on a small, secluded, swampy island as a prison.” Dipper replied as he turned off the desk lamp, leaving a night light as the only illumination in the room.

As he went out into the hall he was met by his wife who gave him a quick kiss.

“So what story did tell them tonight? How Paz and Mabel took over Northwest Industries by becoming the majority stockholders or maybe Gwendolyn and Stoneworker at the haunted grocers?” Wendy asked as they headed towards their bedroom.

“Nah, I told them about the family of seals we, I mean, Lady Gwendolyn and Stoneworker saved for Mermando a couple of years ago.” Dipper said as he entered their bedroom.

Well better late than never. I decided to finish up the final prompt and post it today as a gift to my fans on my birthday.

[itdisneymatter]

Return of the blog, there it is, return of the blog, come on...

​I have some bad news. I know you've already been subject to my incessant ramblings on the lead up to our trip over the last few weeks, so this is a heads up - it's about to get a whole lot worse! Yes, your daily news update from our wee famile for all things Florida will be back shortly for 21 fun-filled days (for us anyways). I can’t not continue doing it though, it’s tradition and I’ve already had a few queries if we're going to see a return this year, so wouldn't want to disappoint my adoring blog fans (or indeed maybe just fan, you know who you are :smiley wink: ). Oh and for those of you who are new here - hiya! This is a wee blog of our family trip to Flori.. (well, you can read, you know what it is, right?). Anyway, here are just a few thoughts prior to kick off next week...

Ohana means family...

It’s gonna be slightly different this time around, our party size extends out to my brother and sister and their families as well as my parents again. So there’s a total of 15 men, women and children all travelling stateside - at separate times though so no opportunity for any Home Alone style events occurring (not that I think Patrick couldn't handle being Home Alone - well as long as Harry & Marv didn't disrupt his online gaming that is :P). Itinerary done (which I can’t for the life of me pronounce correctly) and Fast passes are all booked for the Disney parks. Only thing I didn't manage to get was a FP for the new Flight of Passage in Pandora, Animal Kingdom due to its popularity - it does look amazing, so hopefully we'll manage to get on it at some point.

Tee minus seven...

T-shirts have now finally been delivered after some major sizing & copyright issues from different companies (I mean how do you... nope, nope I promised myself I wouldn't rant about it again, positive thoughts Gerry - woosah! - ok, lets continue). First full day is Magic Kingdom so look out for an epic group pic of our tee's then :)

Food, glorious food!

I've also started scouring restaurant pages and emails in eager anticipation of one of the key things on holiday: food! (well for me at least). I'm glad to see Millers Alehouse still sporting one of my favourites from last time around - Alaskan Snow Crab! Grace said she wanted to have that too so we'll probably end up sharing a plate (though I think it would be really funny just to get one for herself, even just for a photo op). Every time I mention it now (which is quite a lot), she gives me a wee nod and high five without saying a word :). And in preparation for the (big thunder) mountains of food, I've been struggling through the Sacred Heart diet this week - it'll be worth it though, I just need to keep my focus on a return trip or two to Hooters and I’ll be fine (for the endless wings, obviously ; ).

Blogs, V-logs & F-logs

OK so that last one isn't really a thing (but I’m gonna just say that if Facebook-logs do become a thing, then I invented it right here). Regarding the blog, I’ll try to stick to the same format as before, summary then detail so you don’t always need to read page upon page on the intricacies of what I had for breakfast on a particular Tuesday or my personal best for the number of cups of coffee I consumed before midday. One thing though - I must do better with posting photos and videos! Toying with the idea of v-logging some of it buuuut not sure if you peeps really want to see my stupid face first thing in the morning. I definitely want to do more live-ish videos at the very least, we shall see.

And with that, I bid adieu for now... spk soon :)