#Things to see in Izmit

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Fuck the government.

I'm still angry. I'm still not surprised. I'm still holding my tears since it happened. We've lost more than 40,000 people. More than 30,000 died in Turkey and more than 5,000 died in Syria...

From all those who were killed in Turkey, how many of them would still be among us if the government stopped neglecting us and spent our fucking money to build and improve our infrastructure ? The « Earthquake tax » that was created after the İzmit earthquake (1999), all the money we gave since it was invented – where the fuck did it went ? We're talking about BILLIONS of dollars ! Where did it go ?!

...Oh ! Yeah, right, it was given to the State's friends who then proceeded to build crappy buildings – blatantly lying to people, to convince them to live in their unsafe buildings, by saying that they were earthquake-resistant when it wasn't true. All those people, from the government to their greedy and corrupted friends, THEY KILLED THOSE WHO DIED IN THE RUBBLE OF THEIR HOMES. And to top it all, Erdoğan has said that all those deaths and destroyed buildings “couldn't have been prevented”... Bffr. Earthquakes don't kill people, buildings do. If this government wasn't so greedy and corrupted, if Erdoğan wasn't so self obsessed and selfish, if those corporations weren't as shitty as the State, many of those we lost would still be among us right now.

Also, one thing we shouldn't forget is how systemic racism also played a role in this case. The majority of Kurds in this country lives in the South. Now, only people who choose to turn a blind eye to this issue will pretend that it isn't true/real, but the Kurdish community has always been a marginalized/oppressed community in Turkey. I mean, until 1991, Kurdish was officially a banned language and even after its legalization, there's still people who are persecuted by the authorities and the State solely over their Kurdish identity. I'll always talk about that man who was arrested in 2009 and spent the rest of his life in prison just because he spoke Kurdish. He died in prison because he spoke his mother tongue.

And even during this crisis, they still found a way to be racist. The government announced translation services in 7 languages except Kurdish. They've translated crucial earthquake information in multiple languages, including Pashto... except in Kurdish, when those who are mainly affected by earthquakes are Kurds.

They failed them. Many cities had to wait for days to finally receive aid when we all know that the first hours are crucial. Many cities were simply abandoned by the State. And let's talk about when the government thought that their ego was more important than lives : they restricted access to social media, like Twitter, when it helped rescuers to locate people stuck under the rubble. They also arrested people just because they dared criticize the government. Dozens have been arrested over "provocative posts". That's exactly what they did during the 2021 Turkey wildfires. Because just like back then, the government did a poor job. They failed, once again.

They don't give a damn about us. They never did. They blatantly show how much they don't see us as people but only as tools and workers. Where's the money going ? The money we keep giving to this stupid government?

We all know the answer, don't we ? It goes in Erdoğan's and his puppets' pockets. He spend OUR money on his stupid palace, and when he feels generous, he gives OUR money to his little friends. « 7-days national grief » my ass. He doesn't fucking care. He's doing this because the elections are coming soon and he wanna stay in power forever. Everything THEY, all the political parties, are doing isn't genuine – it all has to do with the incoming elections. It's an opportunity for them.

When will we put an end to this ? When will this stop ? When will enough be enough ?

PLEASE IF YOU DECIDE TO DONATE MONEY, DONATE TO KURDISH ASSOCIATIONS TOO (ex. Heyva Sor)

By the way, let's not forget Syria. They're also badly affected by the earthquakes. It's very hard to send help to those affected by the earthquakes because of the Assad regime and the Turkish gov. The sanctions against Syria also doesn't help. Talking about Syria, guess who decided it was the right time to bomb Syria? Isr*el, of course... They killed civilians and destroyed a historical building. It doesn't matter if it was owned by Iran-backed militias. it's just NOT the right time. Fuck you, Isr*el.

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Day 26 - 1 October - Istanbul > Konya

Woke up early and checked out of the hotel and got the metro to the high speed rail station on the Asian side. After quite a long queue we got on board. We are in first class which is pretty nice, lots of leg room and food provided! The line goes all along the eastern side of the Sea of Marmara and went past the islands that we went to a few days ago. There was lots of shipping apparatus (containers etc.) stored in yards all along the coast and lots of ships moored. We didn’t really see countryside till we had got past Izmit. It is dawning on me quite how big Turkey is! We went through the great Anatolian Plain which was this vast expanse of arid landscape, on closer inspection you could see that all the land had been tilled, which seemed crazy considering there were almost no houses to be seen along the whole route and very little water to be seen anywhere.

We arrived in Konya and walked to our hotel. We are only here for a night so the hotel owner gave us a list of a few places to go. The main place is the tomb of Rumi the Sufi saint which was beautiful. His sect the Mavlevi’s are the whirling dervishes, and have deep significance for islam in turkey and the Ottoman Empire, although they were outlawed by Ataturk who did a Henry VIII and confiscated all their land. We then went to a couple of mosques and this lovely covered food market where among massive cabbages and large amounts of different chilli pastes there was this very interesting looking crumbly blue cheese that Nina and I had never seen before.

After that we went to this restaurant for dinner and had a kinda of Lamachun thing and some lamb and cooked vegetables. This along with two soups was delicious but I was full. After this we went to a whirling dervish ceremony that was really interesting but was slightly ruined by the fact that everyone in the audience was filming it for the entire time. We both took a couple of photos and videos but it seemed a very serious religious experience (done for tourists obviously) but I don’t think that someone needed to instagram live it like this one person did. Although the sect were outlawed, people are allowed to do the ceremony for tourism, which was slightly strange was it just a tourist show or a way for people to do something that they are not allowed to do otherwise? It must take lots of practice since it is very difficult to spin like that! We then walked home and went to sleep since we needed to be up early for our bus to Cappadocia.

What we ate - Maruf Turbonu Loktantasi

What we liked - Maruf was delicious I think the lamb cooked in veg was delicious!

Day 27 - 2 October - Konya > Avanos (Cappadocia)

Woke up and had quite a delicious hotel breakfast which included the crumbly blue cheese we had seen the day before. I had lots of the delicious honey. After that we got a taxi to the bus station. The Turks love a ‘central’ bus station 30 mins outside a city. Our bus was cancelled, but they managed to put us on an earlier bus that was barely filled and was pretty lux so we had a lovely 3 hour journey. We passed Aksaray prison which was a bit weird, but then got to Nevsehir without incident.

We then got quite an expensive taxi to our hotel and checked in. The hotel is in a lovely stone mansion and our room is very big and comfortable. Reading about the town on Wikipedia the old houses were mainly Greek and Armenian family houses pre 1923 and the forced movement of Greeks out of Anatolia. We went for lunch in a fairly average place where the manti (dumpling like things in a yogurt like sauce) and beans we good, but the pickles were a bit moldy and the salad was a bit gritty, I think we are at the limit of places we can order salads now.

We went to the top of the town for sunset and then to this really nice wine bar that sells local wine (Cappadocia is famous for it) and wrote some postcards. We then had a very illicit McDonald’s which was great, Big Mac meal and nugs each! We then went home as we had an even earlier start the next day.

Where we ate -Fatima’nin Sofraisi, McDonald’s

What we liked - Maccies really scratched an itch, also the upstairs had all these fun rugs and Turkish coats framed on the walls.

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Top Interesting Things to Do in Izmit Turkey

Top Interesting Things to Do in Izmit Turkey

Izmit, which is exhibited after Nicomedia’s historical old Roman city, is rich in historical monuments and attractions from the Roman era, as well as monuments that captivate history buffs. Izmit has a wide range of attractions, including museums and parks, forests and hills, coastal and sea beaches, and more. It has a wide range of shopping malls that contain some of the most well-known local…

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Today we celebrate the Holy Virgins Menodora, Nymphodora, and Metrodora. These saints were sisters from Bithynia and chose a solitary place for themselves in the wilderness and spent their lives in deeds of fasting and prayer. Reports of the holy life of the virgins soon spread, since healings of the sick began to occur through their prayers. The Governor of Bithynia, Frontonus, ordered that the sisters be arrested and brought before him. At first he tried to persuade them to renounce Christ, promising great honors and rewards. But they steadfastly confessed their faith before him, rejecting all his suggestions. They told him that they did not value the temporal things of this world, and that they were prepared to die for their Heavenly Bridegroom, for death would be their gateway to eternal life. Flying into a rage, the governor took out his wrath on Menodora, the eldest sister. She was stripped of her clothes and beaten by four men, while a herald urged her to offer sacrifice to the gods. The saint bravely endured the torments and cried out, “Sacrifice? Can’t you see that I am offering myself as a sacrifice to my God?” Then they renewed their torments with even greater severity. Then the martyr cried out, “ Lord Jesus Christ, joy of my heart, my hope, receive my soul in peace.” With these words she gave up her soul to God, and went to her Heavenly Bridegroom. Four days later, they brought the two younger sisters Metrodora and Nymphodora to the court. They showed them the battered body of their older sister to frighten them. The virgins wept over her, but remained steadfast. Then Metrodora was tortured. She died, crying out to her beloved Lord Jesus Christ with her last breath. Then they turned to the third sister, Nymphodora. Before her lay the bruised bodies of her sisters. Frontonus hoped that this sight would intimidate the young virgin. Pretending that he was charmed by her youth and beauty, he urged her to worship the pagan gods, promising great rewards and honors. Nymphodora scoffed at his words, and shared the fate of her older sisters. She was tortured and beaten to death with iron rods. (Cont.) (at İzmit, Turkiye) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiTG58jrF-F/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Fusilli- 🌻🌱🍀

Tiramisu- blueberry emote (the fave person one), 🍒🍋

And ofc Adriano <3- 🍎🌻🍃

answering these a day late gang

fusilli 💖

🌻 - are they good at comforting others?

uhhh ngl no. he isn't good at comforting but he's good at being a shoulder to cry on. I think something that is very common w fusilli is his frustration that comes from being unable to help because he just doesn't know how

🌱 - do they have an ultimate goal? if so, what is it?

answered before here

🍀 - what is something they really want?

I guess... to see thru things? idk he doesn't have a specific aim as I said. also not die. and also treat out sorbet and gelato one day

tiramisù ☁️

🫐 - who is their favourite person/people?

NO ONE!!!! lmfao nah she was actually dating one of the gun smuggling girls but was moved to unita speciale. not sure which girl tho

🍒 -  do they live by themself? if not, who do they live with?

yea they live by themself

🍋 - what is a fear/phobia they have?

dying 😏

adriano ✝️

🍎 - where were they born?

in izmit, turkey! his mom was Italian Turkish

🌻 - are they good at comforting others?

I'm gonna be honest with you Ellis he sucks ass at comforting and you KNOW it. if Cecilia starts crying he won't know what to do he'll just leave the room

🍃 - what is something they value a lot?

money and CECILIA 😈😈😈😈😈😈❤️💕💕💕💕💕💕💕❤️💕💕💕❤️❤️💕💕💕

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*     ◟    :    〔   can yaman  ,      cis male    +   he/him    〕      damn  !      is    that    aydın  özacar ?      last    i    heard    they    were    making    a    name    for    themselves    as    a     𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎     /     𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝    for    the   𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐱 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚    /    𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐝𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐬.      i    heard    that    the    35    years    old    is    a    bit    hot headed    but    can    also    be    creative  .      sometimes    you    can    hear    them    humming    bad company    by    one true god, le castle vania ,      though    people    mostly    associate    them    with    sketches, tattoo guns and ink   /   a glass of bournbon at the end of each day   /   hiking, rocking climbing and extreme sports   .      (      whiskey    ,      27    ,      she/her    ,      gmt    +    none  .      )

tw: drug use. gambling and alcohol addiction. mental health / depression.  death / suicide.

GENERAL DETAILS.

FULL NAME:   aydın  özacar   AGE: 35 DATE OF BIRTH: 6 april 1987 PLACE OF BIRTH:  izmit, turkey CURRENT LOCATION:   harlem, nyc. ETHNICITY:   turkish  &  albanian GENDER:  cismale PRONOUNS:   he/him SEXUAL ORIENTATION:   heterosexual OCCUPATION:   tattoo artist and owner at kara kedi tattoo studio EDUCATION LEVEL:   double major in art and finance LIVING ARRANGEMENTS:    apartment in harlem SPOKEN LANGUAGES: turkish, english

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

FACECLAIM:   can yaman HAIR COLOR AND STYLE:   brown hair, long, usually tied back EYE COLOR:  brown. HEIGHT:   1.85m WEIGHT:   75kg BODY AND BUILD:   tall  with a  muscular build TATTOOS:   he has many tattoos, check out this pinterest PIERCINGS:   none SIGNATURE SCENT:   giorgio armani indigo tanzanite.

PERSONALITY.

POSITIVE TRAITS:   people person.   creative.   loyal. NEGATIVE TRAITS:   greedy.   criminal.   occasionally hot headed. LIKES:   photography.   art.   liquor.   money. DISLIKES:   new york traffic.   cops.   BAD HABITS:   drinks regularly.   smokes weed.    occasionally dabbles in cocaine. GOALS AND AMBITIONS:   give his family a comfortable life. SPORT:   rock climbing.   soccer.   hiking.   extreme sports.   BEVERAGE:   bourbon FOOD:   ham and pineapple pizza.   - yes he is that guy.

FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER:   melehat özacar  - alive FATHER:   nihat özacar  - deceased SIGNIFICANT OTHER:   potentially wanted BEST FRIEND:   wanted EXES:   wanted SIBLING(S):   wanted CHILDREN:   none

LIFE.

🇧🇴🇷🇳 🇮🇳 🇹🇺🇷🇰🇪🇾 🇹🇴 🇹🇺🇷🇰🇮🇸🇭 🇦🇳🇩 🇦🇱🇧🇦🇳🇮🇦🇳 🇵🇦🇷🇪🇳🇹🇸, his parents moved the family to new york when aydın was just three years old, so new york is the only home he really remembers.  aydın had always been creative from a young age and art and photography were his passions.  he also excelled at sport which was always a good outlet for him whilst growing up.

being raised in a multilingual family he is fluent in turkish and albanian as well as english. his father owned a restaurant whilst his mother worked as a florist. his father worked relentlessly to be successful and always taught aydın that if he wanted to achieve anything in life he would need to work hard and remain dedicated, he also told him regularly that.    ❝  it isn’t always about the money. ❞  

🇱🇮🇹🇹🇱🇪 🇩🇮🇩 🇦🇾🇩🇮🇳 🇰🇳🇴🇼 🇹🇭🇦🇹 🇭🇮🇸 🇫🇦🇹🇭🇪🇷, who’s restaurants had grown in size and numbers, had a gambling addiction.  he lost a lot of the families money and when things got so bad his father gambled away the restaurants as collateral whilst trying to gain back what he had already lost.  aydin was fifteen when this happened and as a result his parents had to sell their family home to make ends meet and move to a rough side of town to a place that was much smaller and more affordable, although with now only one income where his mother wasn’t making much as a florist they struggled.  aydın’s father then became dependent on alcohol, he’d lost everything except his family but he couldn’t see that and as time went on his father suffered from depression.  his father kept getting worse until he was nothing but empty body, the father he knew and loved was gone.  physically he was there, always sat in the same spot on the couch holding same bottle of liquor and the same vacant expression on his face.  his father had long since given up until the day aydın turned eighteen.  the day after his eighteenth birthday aydin found his father with a bullet through his skull, sat in the same place on the couch now covered in blood after he’d committed suicide.  this was the darkest day of  aydın’s life.  but with his mother by his side he was resilient, choosing to remember the first part of his fathers lessons. ❝  work hard and remain dedicated ❞  

🇦🇾🇩🇮🇳 🇼🇦🇸 🇱🇺🇨🇰🇾 🇪🇳🇴🇺🇬🇭 🇹🇴 🇴🇧🇹🇦🇮🇳 🇦 🇸🇵🇴🇷🇹🇸 🇸🇨🇭🇴🇱🇦🇷🇸🇭🇮🇵,   which enabled him to pursue a double major in art and business.  during this time he also worked part time at a small tattoo shop in queens whilst he was studying.  after graduating he continued to work within the tattoo shop full time with the hopes of using his education to further his career within this industry.  a few years later he went into business with a friend to open up their own studio,  and after many years they’d built an incredible reputation and expanded to a larger location.   aydın was dedicated to the success of   𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐝𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐬 and as his work spoke for itself it drew in more and more custom from celebrities, the elite, socialites and of course the latinx mafia.  his work is very expensive and there is an incredibly long waiting list,  but it’s worth the wait.  his business partner does not know however aydın uses kara kedi to launder money for the latinx mafia.  the amount of money he moves for them earns himself a generous cut.  at first he was doing this for the extra money to help support his mother and get her into a safer neighborhood and to have a better life.  eventually he was able to support her early retirement and although he started off being careful he quickly ended up with more money than he really needed.  from here he started to get indulge and splash out on the finer things in life.  over time he became accustomed to the lifestyle money could buy and has become greedy.  although his family mean everything to him he firmly believes his father was wrong.  it is all about the money.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

ROOMMATE- someone he can split the rent with, they don’t even have to like each other but their connection can be plotted. (1/1)   𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐡𝐧𝐢 BEST FRIEND - someone who has known him since they were kids, he trusts this person, maybe they supported him during the difficult times in his childhood. (1/1)    𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐲𝐢𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐳 DRINKING / PARTY BUDDIES - they go out, they drink, maybe they also participate in cocaine with him too (not a requirement) but the friendship isn’t that deep. (1/?)    𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚  &  ? MUTUAL INTERESTS - someone he meets up with on occasion for a game of soccer or a hike / rock climbing / other extreme sports. someone who likes a bit of adventure like he does. (0/?) RECEPTIONIST - a receptionist / assistant working at his tattoo studio. (1/1)    𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐤𝐦𝐞𝐤𝐜𝐢 BUSINESS PARTNER - a partner who also owns the tattoo studio. they could work their also, or just be a partner who started the business with him. the business partner would not know about the money laundering activities (potential plot where they eventually find out or become suspicious) (0/1)  [ wc on the main ] EXES - perhaps one which was a significant relationship that ended recently (can be plotted out.) (1/1)    𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 ONE NIGHT STANDS - past or present and can be plotted. (0/?)

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T’is A Safe Space (There’s No Such Thing)

What was once the Gamma Alpha Phi frat house, has become the The Alison Bechdel Center; a safe space for cis female sexual assault survivors of color. The frat was forced to abandon the place after several members of Sigma Alpha Phi were indicted on multiple counts of sexual assault. And in the two years since it opened, the center welcomed over 200 guests. There was 24 women present that evening, when eight armed assailants stormed in. Those that made for the emergency exits found them barred from the outside. Those who tried to call for help found no internet or cellular signal. Despite being clad in urban grey fatigues, body armor and masks the assailants were clearly women who spoke English. Each was armed with a Heckler & Koch MP7 as well as a full urban combat load. They gathered the women in the lounge and held them at gunpoint until the eccentrics made their entrance. I shall introduce them now so you’re familiar with them.

Entering first was a woman who obviously dyes her short hair blonde. She’s 183 cm tall, weighs 53 kg, has brown eyes and goes by the name Andromache Prentiss. The current U.S. Air Force "Equestrian Competition Service Dress Configuration" with the rank of captain. She carried a sjambok. Following her, was a chubby 15 year old mixed race girl named Star Ash. She wore No. 4WD dress.of the royal navy with the rank of midshipman. She was clearly excited.

Mistress Dokkaebi, hailing from Sejong, entered next wearing an imperial Japanese army officer’s uniform with colonel insignia. She is advertised as the most sadistic dominatrix on the Korean peninsula. She carried a riding crop.

Next was a short, portly black man wearing a U.S. Navy admiral’s Full Dress uniform with rear admiral stripes, but instead of a cutlass he had a katana. An ornate skull was painted on his face, he calls himself Demon Lord. With him was a black woman named Bull Van Dyke. She’s the exact same age, height and weight as Demon Lord, giving them the appearance of siblings. They even have the same haircut. Given how they carried on with each other, one hoped they weren’t. She wore the U.S.M.C. evening dress with the rank of general.

Teah Hawke entered next, cosplaying as Gung-Ho from the G.I. Joe animated series. He is immensely tall (230 cm) and and bulky man (162 kg). He has long, powerful arms and legs, massive hands and feet. He has shoulder-length slick black hair and imposing facial features. Last is Viktor (no surname), hailing from South Sudan. He is very tall at 224 cm. He possesses a hulking, muscular build at 130 kg. His hands are massive enough to close around the entire head of many of his opponents. His bald head is covered by a red beret, he wore desert warfare fatigue pants, a sweat stained tank top and his hands are taped like a boxer’s. Six more women entered dressed in the NWU Type I. They were carrying a storage containers. They are the engineers.

Many of the women were recording with their cell phones when Demon Lord began to speak with an Eastern European accent,

“Permit me to introduce myself, my name is Demon Lord and you are ours. No need to waste your battery and storage space. As you can see my troops are setting up multiple cameras to ensure not one second of what transpires next is lost. Resistance is useless, but encouraged as it adds spice to the situation. Some of you maybe wondering ‘Why me? Why us, here and now?’ Rest assured your enemies did not send us. Nor is this an elaborate revenge plot against you. We stumbled upon your website and scoffed at the notion of this as a safe space. Nowhere is safe; nowhere. Not from us. Prentiss, prep them.”

“Okay ladies,” Prentiss spoke with a heavy Greek accent, “get your clothes off. You can either do it yourselves,” her tone pure malice, “or we can do it for you.”

Star Ash stepped towards the women with one arm full of cheap California Proposition 67 compliant grocery bags and a bag of Sharpie brush pens in every color they offer.

“Feel free to put your belongings in one of these bags,” She spoke like a native New Yorker badly faking a British accent, “and make sure you use one of these markers to put your name on the bag. We don’t want an mix ups now do we…”

Star was grabbed by a black woman in a staff shirt. She huddled behind Star, whispered, “Don’t worry, they can’t hurt you now.” in her ear before calling out, “Okay, you can’t shoot without hitting the girl. If you want to keep the girl safe, you let us go and you let us go now.”

Three of the 24 women noticed that the armed guards were either guarding the exits or setting up the equipment, and not paying attention to them at all.

“You’re making a big mistake Moesha. A big mistake.” Star hissed without the phoney accent.

“How do you know my name?” She asked, and Star answered by hitting her directly on the clitoris with a concealed slungshot then performed a flawless Ippon seoinage on Moesha. From there she transitioned into an armbar. Before any of the others could help Moesha, Teah stepped up to block their path.

“Moesha Bernard,” Star recited with the phony British accent, “27 years old, from San Marino California. She was raped by two of her fellow Marines while on active duty in Afghanistan. Her superiors convinced her not to press charges, as an investigation would compromise active classified operations.” All of the eccentrics and some of the guards laughed at this.

Star released Moesha, only for Teah heft her to her feet by her just strained arm. He pulled out a Timber Rattler Bowie knife, taking time to ensure she recognized the instrument before grabbing the front of her shirt and slicing it open revealing a cheap, generic, white bra. She screamed and flailed wildly in self defense. Teah responded by swiftly shoving his free index and middle fingers into her mouth. If she bit him, he didn’t flinch. He kept manipulating his fingers into her throat until he triggered her vomit reflex. Because he still had his fingers in her mouth, she ended up choking on most of the vomit. When finally removed his fingers, she fell choking and gagging. She could hardly resist as Teah sliced off her stretch pants revealing panties as equally boring as the bra that matched. Those too were sliced off. Teah then revealed his member, seven and fifteen-sixteenths around by eleven inches long and circumcised. He sets to raping Moesha with loud powerful thrusts.

“Any more of you cunts want to do this the hard way?” Star smirked. A different black woman stepped forward and assumed a fighting stance. “Ah, Melissa Reed, 24, of Las Vegas Nevada. The only white guy she ever dated attempted to rape her on their eighth date. She fought him off and successfully had him prosecuted. Ironically, when she learned he himself had been hospitalized with HPV after being brutally gang raped in prison, she tweeted, ‘Good’.”

“C’mon little girl. Why don’t you show me some of that karate you used earlier. Afraid I’ll break my foot off in that fat ass of yours?”

“No.” Star retorted, “But Viktor here, might want to put his foot up, your fat ass.”

Viktor stepped towards the woman and with a speed that defied his size had the woman in a Muay Thai plum. A knee strike, which surely would’ve broken bones, landed just to the right of her navel. This was followed by a fierce uppercut to her jaw that clearly broke it. The way she hit the ground made most observers assume she was dead. He tore her clothes off with his bare hands and raped her with his ten and fifteen-sixteenths inches long by seven and five-eighths around,  uncircumsized penis. Only then did she show signs of life.

“Anymore stupid questions?” Star asked with a wide grin. The collective shook their heads. Star handed each a grocery bag and a marker before  Prentiss loudly struk the wall with the sjambok and shouted the command, “STRIP!” 21 of the women fearfully did so, but one woman swiftly undressed and approached Demon Lord speaking with a Welsh accent.

“If this has gotta happen then lets get it over and be done with. What do ya say big boy? Or perhaps one of the ladies prefer a shag? Not that it matters to me”

“And who the fuck are you?” Demon Lord asked of the short, half white, half black chubby girl.

“That’s Lisa Forester, 22, of Swansea, Wales. She was raped by a former boyfriend two years ago and currently studying abroad.” Star answered on her behalf.

Demon Lord shoved Lisa face first to the tile, pulled out his average sized cock and set to tenderly raping her.

Once all the women were naked, Mistress Dokkaebi stepped forward to inspect them like slaves at an auction. After 349 seconds she selected a small quivering Asian girl doing her best to hide in the back.

“That’s Cindy Liu of San Bernardino California. Her father raped her for the first 11 of her 18 years of her life.” Star quipped, “He was apprehended because he was quite open and honest about it when drunk. He’s currently sentenced to Patton State Hospital.”

Mistress Dokkaebi pulled the girl by her shoulder length hair, cuffed her wrists behind her back, strapped a ball gag in her mouth & shoved her to the tile. She then strapped on a glow in the dark blue Centaur Dildo that measured 6.5 inches long and 4,7 inches in girth, rolled Cindy onto her back forced her knees to her ears and set to raping her. Mistress Dokkaebi called her every misogynistic slur in both English and Korean the entire time.

Bull Van Dyke’s inspection was just as long, but far more flamboyant than Mistress Dokkaebi’s. In the end she selected 30 year old Erva Sunay, sex trafficked out of Izmit Turkey at age nine.

“She was eventually sold to Diego Vargas of the Mexican mob operating in Bakersfield. Erva found and was granted asylum after the DEA raided Diego’s home. Diego is currently serving a life sentence in Kern Valley State Prison.” Star commentated.

Bull Van Dyke secures the girl in a bondage frame set up by the engineers. She attaches weighted nipple clamps to Erva’s rather large nipples. She then finger bangs Erva in a way she can’t help but get physical pleasure from. Her technique was astonishing.

Teah had finished with Moesha, giving Prentiss the chance to select 31 year old Kristen Skerritt who was trying to hide in the back of the group. Star explained, ”Kristen is a product of the Canadian foster care system. She was molested in four of the five homes they placed her in. Her efforts to combat rape culture brought here. She was instrumental in the seizing and conversion of this building.”

Prentiss had the girl secured to a different bondage frame and attacks her with the sjambok. Sixty percent of her blows land on Kirsten’s anus and vagina, 20% to her rather large breasts and the remainder her back and buttocks. Kirsten begs for someone to help her. Two of the girls dash towards two guards who are chatting and smoking, and beg for escape. The guards do nothing but halt their conversation and prevent the girls escape until Teah dragged them back by their hair. The guards then returned to their conversation as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Teah shoved the Arab one into the group toppling four of them. The Mexican one he shoved face first to the floor and raped her more violently than he did Moesha. There was lots of biting and choking from Teah this time. Viktor had finished with Melissa and was intimidating the remaining girls as Star proceeded to shove her foot up the Melissa’s ass, using only her own tears as lubricant, as she commentated.

“That’s 29 year old Eliza Jimenez of Moreno Valley, Teah. When she was 16, she ran away from home because her parents wouldn’t let her date. She was abducted Anthony Mayweather who held her prisoner for five years. He beat and raped her daily for those years before falling victim to a drunk driver. Eliza was found 16 days after Mayweather’s death in an emaciated state.”

“That explains her lack of resistance.” Teah  quipped. All the eccentrics laughed.

Demon Lord had left Lisa weeping in the fetal position, allowing Viktor to grab an obese Mexican girl. “This one is 31 year old Maria Galavez. She was sex trafficked out of Tijuana Mexico 19 years ago. She uses food to cope with her history of abuse.” Star said, finally getting her entire foot up Melissa’s ass with some help from Demon Lord.

Viktor provides her with a box of Nilla Wafers to eat as her rapes her. Viktor hammers her pussy until she eats every single last one. She quietly cried the entire time. Mistress Dokkaebi had just finished with Cindy, leaving Demon Lord free to grab the near catatonic black woman by her dreadlocks. Star explains, “41 year old Cassandra Manigat hails from Jacmel, Haiti and lost everything in the Earthquake of 2010. She had to turn to prostitution to survive. She emigrated to the US in 2016 and in fact was the third patron of The Alison Bechdel Center.”

Demon Lord rapes her vaginally and anally, providing color commentary as we went. No one listened to a word of it either.

Bull was finished with Erva, allowing Mistress Dokkaebi to ask Star which one was the youngest remaining. “That would be 22 year old Reshma Darvish of Yucaipa California.” Star replied after abandoning her shoe in Melisa’s ass. “Three years ago, her date attempted to rape her. Her resistance was sufficient to keep her chastity intact, but allowed her attacker to plead out and only serve 30 days in jail. Interestingly, this was very first date she ever went on.”

Like Cindy, Mistress Dokkaebi pulled the girl by her waist long hair, cuffed her wrists behind her back, strapped a ball gag in her mouth & shoved her to the tile. She then strapped on a Glow in the Dark Green and Blue Marble Xenuphora Alien Tentacle Dildo that measured 6.75 inches long and has circumference of 4.5 inches at the base. She then rolled Reshma onto her back forced her knees to her ears and set to raping her. Mistress Dokkaebi called her every misogynistic slur in both English and Korean the entire time too.

Prentiss took over watch, and Bull Van Dyke asked Star which one remaining was the oldest. “45 year old Selena Lopez of San Juan, Puerto Rico. She was gang raped while active duty in the USAF 22 years ago. Though the evidence confirms multiple attackers, only one was charged and convicted. T Sgt Arnold Hood confessed to the crime and claimed no other individuals were involved. He died in prison. Though ruled a suicide, to describe the circumstances as suspicious would be an understatement.” Star replied while tying a new shoe provided by the engineers. It didn’t match her original though.

Bull secured the woman in a vacated bondage frame, and ridiculed the woman for dying the grey out of her hair before setting a cheap and loud vibrator on it’s highest setting and shoving it up Selena’s ass with no lube. Her scream brought a cheer from the eccentrics. Prentiss ordered the engineers to take pictures of Selena’s face with everyone’s confiscated cell phones. Bull then set to fingering the woman’s hairy vagina, and sucking her clit with a skill and technique that assured physical pleasure.

Teah took over for Prentiss who targeted 31 year old Candy Velez. Star would explain, “Originally from San Bernardino California, Candy here was abducted by remnants of Shining Path back in 2003, while visiting her maternal grandparents. They had their way with her for 227 days before she was rescued by government forces. She claims to be a lesbian because of it.” The eccentrics laughed at this. Prentiss secures the woman in a vacant bondage frame and has at her with a cat o nine tails. She doesn’t stop beating her until it’s her turn to be guard again.

After spitting in Maria’s face, Viktor takes over for Teah. Teah targets the only woman remaining who shows defiance. She attempts to defend herself with the amateur boxing skill she had.

“That’s Shirley Whitehorse of Pawnee descent. She’s 28 and was raped on the reservation when she was 16. Her mother moved her and her siblings to Southern California when the crime wasn’t investigated.” In the time it took Star to say this, Teah had defeated Shirley. He held her down and anally raped her, pulling her hair and biting her ears until they bled.

Demon Lord relieved Viktor, who then selected the largest girl remaining as Star explained, “That’s Desire Kolone of Yucaipa California. She’s 25 years old and of Samoan descent. She was raised a tomboy and fell in love with skateboarding. She was gonna go pro until she was raped by some of her fellow skaters. She pressed charges against her attackers. They were prosecuted, convicted and given the harshest sentence possible. So harsh that on appeal their sentence was reduced to time served plus the mandatory minimum sentence. All three are free at this time.” Viktor choked Desire until she lost consciousness then anally raped her. Every time she came to, he repeated the process.

As soon as Mistress Dokkaebi had finished with Reshma, Demon Lord leapt at the Filipino woman attempting to hide behind the others. “That’s 33 year old Samantha Affleck of Loma Linda California. On two separate occasions she successfully fought off a man who attempted to rape her. She too claims the experience made her a lesbian.” Star quipped. The eccentrics laughed again. Demon Lord raped her like it’s depicted in Hollywood movies, lots of harsh thrusting, guttural noises and face licking.

Bull Van Dyke was eating some supermarket sushi and dried mango slices when she relieved Mistress Dokkaebi. Star introduced Mistress Dokkaebi’s next victim, “This is 39 year old Sadia Ali. Born in Dera Ghazi Khan, Pakistan, she was sold into marriage at age 14. In order to escape her fate she fled, but had to prostitute herself to survive. She a rising voice against sex trafficking and child marriages and is here to bring recognition to the The Alison Bechdel Center.  But still remains a devout Muslim woman.”

“Is that right?” Mistress Dokkaebi spoke nigh perfect English, “Bring me her hijab.”

Sadia tried to resist, but a raised hand from Mistress Dokkaebi was enough to quell it. Sadia was secured in a bondage frame and gagged. Star put Sadia’s hijab on her as Mistress Dokkaebi strapped on a crimson Mr Ed anatomically correct horse dildo that measured 17 inches long, with five and a half inches of girth. She then vaginally raped the girl, once again uttering every imaginable misogynistic slur in both English and Korean.

“Tell me about the one with the henna art on her.” Bull commanded, giving Prentiss the hint that her time was up. Star replied, “That’s 37 year old Nadia Kulthum of Perris California. She enlisted in the U.S. Army at age 18, but was severely beaten and raped on 14 September 2001 by a group of her fellow soldiers. No one was prosecuted because her assailants covered for each other and the anti Arab sentiment of the time. Ironically she’s an atheist who has a youtube channel that highlights the evils of Islam.”

Bull unleashed a series of punches, kicks, elbows and knee strikes on Nadia, ensuring she’s docile. She the performs cunnilingus on Nadia while penetrating her anus with a pink, silicone Dylan The Dolphin dildo.

Teah helped himself to some supermarket sushi, a Hostess Sno Ball and a Modelo Chelada Especial before giving Prentiss her turn. Prentiss inspected the remaining women for 445 seconds before selecting the most hirsute one remaining. “This is Carmen Ramirez of San Bernardino California. She and her brother were in a gang, and their fellow gang members gang raped her because she was declared off limits by her brother. No one was ever prosecuted because of the no snitching rule.” Star’s last line generated laughter from the eccentrics. Carmen is secured in a bondage frame, and given 44 strokes with the sjambok; most of which land on her breasts. Prentiss then forced her fist into Carmen’s mouth, vagina and anus while pricking her with a hat pin.

Viktor has some supermarket fried chicken legs and a Smirnoff Ice Peach Bellini, while Teah takes a curly haired Hispanic girl. Star was drinking a glass of Tannat wine from Uruguay as she spoke, “ This is 23 year old Margarita Salazar, born in Mejicanos El Salvador. She worked hard, honestly and legally to earn enough money to illegally enter the United States. The human traffickers she bargained with wanted more from her than just cash though. The fate of those traffickers is unknown, but no one was ever prosecuted in her case, specifically. She was granted refugee asylum last year.”

Margarita is hysterically flailing, which only serves to arouse Teah. He pins her to the tile and vaginally rapes her, encouraging her to scream, bellow and cry.

Demon Lord urinated on Cassandra and helped himself to some supermarket fried chicken wings and a twix bar before Viktor could proceed. He selected the penultimate black woman in the group of the untouched. Star refilled her wine glass, purposely making a mess as she spoke, “25 year old Mirembe Mbabazi’s earliest memory is the day Interahamwe raided her Ugandan village. They killed her parents and her brother. She and her two sisters were taken by the terrorists. She was 11 at the time. They held and abused her for 812 days. One night, they held a gun in her hands and made her shoot her two sisters. She escaped into the wilderness the next night. She was rescued by U.N. peacekeepers. Eventually she applied for refugee status and the U.S. granted her asylum in 2011. She currently resides in Thousand Palms, California with a boyfriend ignorant of her past trauma.” Viktor rapes her vaginally and anally, like he’s trying to break her pelvis. The guards and engineers discussed if he would succeed or not. Star took bets to see if he would.

Mistress Dokkaebi had cheap champagne and supermarket potato salad, freeing up Demon Lord to select the most petite woman of all the women present. Star introduced her.

“This is 23 year old Mya Simpson, born Mya Sein. She was sex trafficked out of Magway, Myanmar at age six. At 13 she was caught in a prostitution sting and arrested. The courts sympathized with her plight and allowed a lesbian Los Angeles couple to adopt her. She’s studying to get a degree in gender studies.” This last line was booed by the eccentrics, Mistress Dokkaebi hurled a spoonful of supermarket potato salad at Mya, hitting her right between her modest bosom.

“Nice shot.” Star quipped with a wink, to which Mistress Dokkaebi replied, “Not really. I was aiming for her left eye.”

Mya submitted to Demon Lord’s touch like it was old hat, because it was. This took the fun out of it for Demon Lord. He punched her, kicked her, bit her, choked her, whiped her with a leather thong and raped her vaginally, anally and orally. And she just went along with it with vacant eyes. It wasn’t anything she hadn’t experienced before. But it didn’t stop him.

Bull Van Dyke was eating a slice of 7 Eleven cheese pizza when she gave Mistress Dokkaebi the go ahead. She selected a Hindu woman with the largest nipples of any person present.

“That’s Sara Nagaratnamma, age 33. She was sex trafficked out of Handwara, Kashmir at age 12. She escaped forced prostitution, married, gained U.S. citizenship and then divorced. She’s a self professed man hater and…” Star couldn't stop herself from laughing at this point, “Adversary of the patriarchy.” All the eccentrics laughed at this as well. Mistress Dokkaebi secured Sara in a bondage frame and anally raped her with a Lex Steele realistic dildo strapped on. While raping her, Mistress Dokkaebi strangled Sara with a turquoise Vera Wang scarf, and again, shouted every imaginable misogynistic slur in both English and Korean at her.

Prentiss had to wash her hands before taking a slice of 7 Eleven cheese pizza, adding ranch dressing to it, before Bull Van Dyke could take the last black woman. Star described her while eating Boston Baked Beans, “Monique Kelly is 25 years old. Two years ago, she was gang raped by the rival gang of her brother, in retaliation for him raping a male member of their gang while in prison. Unlike Carmen Ramirez, Monique has never been a member of any gang.”

Bull has the woman secured in a bondage frame and used pussy pumps on Monique’s vagina and nipples, vacuuming them in place before anally raping her with a rather large cucumber.

Teah took over to let Prentiss have the last woman remaining.

“This is 30 year old Janice Torre of San Diego California.” Star explained between bites of a slice of 7 Eleven cheese pizza, “She was raped while on active duty in the United States Navy. Though she pressed charges, arrests were made and a trial was convinced; the charges were dropped due to insufficient evidence. The subsequent investigation into evidence tampering in the Navy also yielded no results.”

Prentiss secured Janice in a bondage frame, and forced a mannequins hand up her ass. Then she penetrated the woman’s cunt with the sjambok, lubricating it with her juices before striking her about the breasts and inner thighs with it.

At Teah’s command, the guards cuffed and hoodwinked all the used women and had disturbingly casual conversations with the engineers about sports and politics while waiting for the eccentrics to finish. As each did, they joined in the food, drink and conversation. Prentiss was the last to finish. After all the women were cuffed and hoodwinked, Star confirmed that Mirembe Mbabazi’s pelvis was not broken, collecting and giving money as needed. Demon Lord then retrieved a Mossberg 500 shotgun, loudly pumping it near the hooded heads of the women. The eccentrics reveled in their terror. After going quiet for about nine minutes to let them calm down a bit, he shot Moesha Bernard. There was screaming and panic. After 90 seconds he shot Kristen Skerritt. After another 90 second interval, he shot Selena Lopez. 90 seconds later he shot Candy Velez, waited 90 seconds then shot Nadia Kulthum. Finally, after another 90 seconds, he shot Janice Torre.

The eccentrics, guards and engineers then cleaned up all traces of their presence and departed. It was hours later when the women were rescued and learned that Demon Lord had shot those six with non lethal rounds.

The Alison Bechdel Center closed that next day, never to reopen.

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Winter in Turkey, a Land That Turns into Heaven

If you are a frequent traveller chances are that you already know that nothing gets better than travelling during off season. Visiting a destination during off season has more advantages than any other seasons. The same applies to Turkey. The whole world wants to flock to the country during the typical summer months. Let them do so. You go ahead and take the offbeat path when you visit Turkey in winter.

Here is some reason why Turkey is better in the winter.

Scenic Views: Most people envision Turkey as a destination bustling with rocky beaches, rustic-chic villages, breathtaking beautiful streets and endless sunshine but the place has many other good sides. Winter season hits the country with heavy snow. The experience is not less than a magic. All you get to witness is an absolutely serene and peaceful ancient land completely bereft of people and landscape adorned with fresh and soft snow.

It is quieter: with Turkey being such a popular holiday destination, summers there can get pretty busy. Booking a winter sun holiday in Turkey you’ll have all the hotspots to yourself. Beaches will be much quieter and you’ll be able to get the great photos of all the best attractions as there won’t be big crowds like there are in summer. Ancient ruins such as the impressive Ephesus should be explored in winter.

Cheaper rate: Nothing like a cheap getaway. Travelling off season screams nothing but discounts, discounts and only discounts. During winter the rates are incredibly cheap. Hotels rates are discounted, restaurants are significantly cheaper and there are cracking deals on Turkey winters tours and activities. Travelling can’t get any better than this.

Crowd: If there is one thing that most people hate when travelling, it’s the crowd. They love to travel and see the world without the crowds. If you want to travel without the large crowds of people and tourists then Turkey is the perfect location for you in winters. No crowds of annoying people, No cruses. Turkey is less busy and no waiting in lines during winter.

Amazing Ski Resorts: you an adventure lover and want to indulge in skiing then Turkey in winter is a good choice for you. Going all the way to Switzerland when you have equally breathtaking ski resorts in Turkey is no point. The soaring Turkish mountains are speckled with magnificent resorts. Depending on your location and skiing preferences there are an array of ski resorts you can visit including Uludag, kartepe, Palamdoken and many more. There are amazing ski resort in Uludag, Izmit and Palamdoken.

It’s relaxing: winter temperature in Turkey is still quite mild. But if it does ever get a little chilly then go and warm up in a Luxurious spa? Going all the way to Turkey without being treated to an unforgettable Turkish bath and losing yourself in a sea of foamy bubbles will be injustice done to you. It’s popular and traditional experience over there and is the perfect way to chill out and unwind, even more so if you follow it up with a relaxing massage.

Winter season in eyTurkey (December, January and February) can be chill, rainy and snowy with occasional cold but sunny days. Everywhere except the southeast which remains temperate but lower prices and fewer tours are compensations.

We hope Turkey has changed your perception and the next time instead of Bahamas or Indies you will pack heavy and go off to Turkey during winters.

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