#am I evil for the order in which o like things? something i have zero control over?

[one-blaze-of--glory]

i think the most annoying part of amatonormativity is that not only do you NEED to feel love, and not only is there an order your relationships must follow (romantic/sexual partnership above all, then family, then friends) but the fact that other people HAVE to be your top priority. like even if you feel all kinds of attraction, if you dare put anything else above your relationships they consider you evil. god forbid you enjoy your hobbies more than being around your friends even though how much you care about something is completely outside of your control. it's the worst.

[qqueenofhades]

I read a few of your posts and want to sincerely thank you for talking about how people in the West tend to be hypocritical when it comes to Russia's imperialism/colonialism.

I'm from Georgia and I think, other than Ukraine (obviously), this war has affected our country the most. I'm honestly terrified. Our current government consists of Russia's puppets and they are literally selling our country to Russian oligarchs and elites and turning it into the Russian colony. It's honestly tragic.

And I'm especially terrified as a queer person because Russia has been influencing and sponsoring the alt-right groups in Georgia and queerphobia is getting worse and worse. Those alt-right groups claim to protect Georgian identity but our identity was never homogeneous or homophobic, what they are actually promoting is Russian supremacy in order to drive away progressive Georgians from the country, leaving only the bootlickers.

Yet the Western leftists always act like Russia today is not as sinister as the US which always enrages me.

You're welcome, and just... yeah. It's something that drives me equally insane, and while I have problems with a lot of Western Leftists (tm) for varied reasons, that's definitely one of the biggest. As a historian, and somebody moreover who has done a lot of work on Russian and Soviet history, the willful ignorance and total distortions just boggle my mind. And like, you don't even NEED to have studied it to understand the problems in cheerleading for a genocidal fascist imperial regime just because it happens to be anti-American. It only takes point-two seconds of critical thought, but because so many people's entire ideology rests completely on "the US is the cause of all the evil in the world and I, O Most Pure Shining Progressive, am so much better than all that despite having a twisted moral worldview where America is still the only country with agency ever" mental contortion, they just. Can't do that.

Anyway, yeah; most people tend to forget and/or just don't know that Russia invaded Georgia in 2008 and is still occupying a good chunk of it, at least partly to make sure Georgia can't enter NATO (as having stable/uncontested borders is one of the requirements for entry; that's also why Moldova can't enter due to occupied Transnistria and why Ukraine can't enter as long as the war's going on). Likewise, because Georgia is currently one of the few countries that Russians can enter without a visa (again thanks to the Soviet colonial past), they've been fleeing there en masse to dodge the war and I know that's causing a lot of problems in terms of relations between Russians and Georgians, even before the fact that the Georgian government keeps trying to sneak pro-Russian changes through the back door and is only stopped by massive protests.

But, and here's the thing: you shouldn't have to already know these things in order to change your mind about it when compelling facts are presented to you. But so many self-proclaimed leftist champions are carrying so much water for Russia because I guess it's apparently still the Cold War and we're all in that zero-sum imperialistic game all over again? But Russian Empire Good, USA Empire Bad, I Am Very Smart, The End? Or something.

[xelbleedsglitter]

I Went On A Manga Binge

So you don't have to

For those of you who have wisely avoided the shreds of it I've left around the blog thus-far, I had some weird notion to go re-experience Yu-Gi-Oh uuuuuh a week ago? We'll go with that. Time is meaningless.

I'd been able to read a good portion of the early manga at the end of highschool, and somewhere in my stacks and stacks of paper is fanart from this dark time, so you know I cared. I also still own a Dark Magician action figure somehow, so. I'd also watched a large portion of the anime with my brother because it had been laced with some kind of crack and we couldn't look away? I remember when we both were just like shit, wait, don't change the channel, I can't stop looking at it. And the next thing we knew we were waiting for new episodes and I was doing research on the Japanese original because I was that kid.

Anyway, unnecessary backstory out of the way, here are some... let's call them Observations and Consequences of having read somewhere in the neighborhood of 300 chapters (and growing) of a manga primarily hinged on card games from a spectrum of sources ranging from boringly lawful to sketchy as fuck.

Surprise actual character that develops in typical shounen fashion being Jounouchi. My limited experiences with the 4Kids dub and only early manga had not painted him in a particularly good light. I don't know if episodes were being aired out of order or if I had just missed the ones that established that he was making shit up as he was going along, but Wow I liked him a lot more going through the manga than I ever did watching the (dubbed, heavily edited and censored and thrown into a slurry machine) anime. I'd managed to come out with the impression that he was just as reasonably experienced with the game as Yugi back in the day. Wild.

I'm now reading every single comic-style post on Tumblr backwards.

Striking inverse to first point, wow, I don't like Seto Kaiba. Though he gets points for his general philosophy of the future, and the line I read in my sketchy online combo of scans and scanlations in which he said, "If God is in your way, you run him down," was Metal As Fuck. I somewhat shame-facedly admit to enjoying him a lot more as an Abridged Series character. (I watched Abridged as it came out back in the day! The experience of watching the anime with my brother had been so fresh that I got all the in jokes about the way things were edited and dubbed, it was great. Series remains influential part of my life to this day, which is hella weird.)

I almost understand how Duel Monsters works now. I don't want this.

That said, wow a lot of the decisions made in the anime made everything a lot more ridiculous than the admittedly already ridiculous original. I got the distinct feeling in the manga that the Duelist Kingdom stuff we were seeing was designed to be used and exploited in ways that don't make sense in an actual cardgame just played on a table like a normal person and this was part of testing everyone to think higher, differently. Maybe this is obvious to everyone already, I don't know. I had always liked that it was very, 'Not so fast, I'm going to blow up the moon to change the tides,' but I'm not really sure the anime gave enough explanation that this was an extra layer added to things for that event? You can see people actively getting used to it in the books, and people who aren't considering the real or 3D nature of it getting owned, but my memory of anime version is everyone just like, 'oh, shucks, fuck me, I forgot to consider the phase of the moon before i played this card, can't believe I forgot.' No one calls Yugi on any of this stuff because it's valid play in that situation. Plus Yami Yugi had mad trickster energy in the beginning and it suited him to think of ways to do things inside these little simulation boxes the way it suited him to set perverts on fire. I imagine the real card game trying to emulate this element as something that would be to its detriment, but I neither know nor particular care haha

Ryou Bakura.

Really, though. I think he became kind of casualty of 'wow, we have a lot of characters who really aren't able to do anything in this story anymore,' despite the fact that his whole inner life could have been as interesting as Yugi's. I always like thinking about the possibilities of stories in which main character falls into magical world and is given magical item and told they're the hero and then they find out they've been the bad guy the whole time. The first several volumes of manga were about the quiet weirdo kid that no one talked to who was always blacking out and turning into a fucked up version of himsef because he was so attached to his ancient Egyptian jewelry, so like, Bakura could have much the same shit going on. I want to know what's happening with him so much. He clearly doesn't love being possessed, but he's also so drawn to the ring. Despite it having stabbed him at least twice and him knowing it's a danger to him and his friends, he keeps being pulled back into it. You see so much more of him being like, 'Oooh, a creepy thing, I love that! :D' in the manga than ever in the anime, which I'm all about. Also more blood. I'm very about that as well. Though my memory of the anime also made it look very much like normal regular daily Bakura was just a weird facade in places before he ever would have been. I think that was it trying to compensate for what people didn't see from the Toei anime, but okay whatever, that I love everything about this guy is not news, I don't need to talk about Bakura excessively here, I'm pretty sure that's gonna show up on my blog by itself

On a related note though, damn, more of these people need to talk to each other. Can we have some existential crisis support clubs or something. Can we get like some apologies or something? "I respect you as a duelist." "Cool, but you literally built a tower designed to specifically assassinate me and my friends? You were supposed to get Better after I retaliated by putting you in a coma, but you kinda didn't." "Why would the coma have made it better" "I just told you it didn't" ---- "Sorry I went along with the plan of your evil parasite stabbing you, misled you, and then also jumped in and took up some real estate in your head too." "I understand, I also have an evil thing inside me that does things while I'm blacked out." "...no, I was conscious for all of that." "Oh." "..." "..." "..." "Do you like Ouija Boards?" "sure okay" ETC. Like damn we are reading shounen manga because no one is talking extensively about their feelings here and I'm tapping my foot angrily.

Holy shit there are so many mythologies happening at once. The ancient family guarding the Egyptian Pharaoh has a surname that's a Mesopotamian goddess. None of the god cards make any Egyptian sense except Ra, and just like. Baaarrrrely. Somewhere either Evil Ring Bakura or Mar/lik makes a reference to cremation and spirits being taken to heaven with smoke which several things, but definitely not Ancient Egyptian. Marik/Malik meanwhile is clearly trying to head Arabic, along with Rishid, but then, hey, our sister is just Isis. Goddess McGoddess. Sometimes they're the same goddess! Her name could be Isis Isis or Ishtar Ishtar. Meanwhile, all the obviously 'occult because Christians think it is freaky' stuff. ~ancient egyptian pentagrams~~~This isn't a complaint, I guess so much as a 'Wow, I can kind of see the cultural spot the author was coming from and where he was aiming' kind of thing.

Wonder where things would have gone if the card games had not been latched onto the way they were.

Managed to forget how gross the pre-cardgames stuff was on the sexual harassment front. I'm glad there was a sort of explanation of everyone drifting away from being dick heads and that that decision was made. It got way more comfortable to read after no one was bringing Yugi p*rn on VHS.

Yugi looks better with a nose, glad we got that upgrade.

Interesting to watch the series style shift as it goes away from being horror to being over the top cardgames and friendship (with blood!). The first picture of Mokuba is fucking Jarring. Also noticed that the nicer a character is, the less their teeth are defined.

Glad manga did not go as completely off the fucking the rails about Marik's face. I never got as far as seeing him back in the day because college occurred, but I remember seeing pictures and stuff and being like, "what in the Fuck happened to that dude, I think the house style has collapsed in on itself"

Things the author Really Likes: motorcycles, belts, SHOES, holy shit the shoes. These are some of the most lovingly rendered sneakers I've ever seen. All the detail on his characters goes straight to their feet and then it's stretched upward until it forms stiff peaks. Gently fold in 3000 years of trauma and bake face down in a crumb coat of scattered mythology. Remove when you roll two zeros.

Where the fuck am I going to put the extremely large omnibus volumes of this comic I purchased in order to balance out how much I would be reading for free on the internet. I should have grasped that a three in one edition would be Thick and yet somehow I was still :O when it arrived. Have I strategically purchased volumes that contain my favorite parts, maybe, what's it to you will i eventually get the whole thing because incomplete book series gnaw on my soul? yes

Wish the transition from "I've murdered several people in delightfully karmic ways" to "all you need is friendship in your heart and cards in your hand" Yami Yugi/Pharaoh had been discussed more/transitioned better. Buddy, where did you get this approved for television high horse? Please go back to strangling people with yo-yos or at least tell me why you stopped.

I still can't tell anything that looks like a big robotic monster apart from any other big robotic monster. My dude, I can't tell cars apart, all these monsters look the same.

Yami Yugi fascinated me way more in highschool? Maybe because it was still super early and the anime was like 'we need to torture you about his origins WeEkLy. Now I'm just like 'wait hold on, can we go back to Bakura and Marik for a minute, there's some extreme unpacking to do here?' Those two are paying so much more in baggage fees here my guy wow

Violently uninterested in any of the spinoff media

[howlingday]

About Jaune ships...

I have opinions. You may not agree, but they are mine. They may change in time, but not now.

LANCASTER ( RUBY X JAUNE )

The old tried and true. I mean, what's not to like? Cute girl falls for first guy she meets at Beacon? Classic romance trope, and after reading how much Ruby loves romance stories (I consider certain parts in the manga canon), it makes sense. In fact, after Arkos sank (A moment of silence, please . . . Thank you), many moved to Lancaster, which isn't bad. Happens all the time in fandoms. Sad thing, though, is far I think she'll last. If we're talking Volume 5 or earlier, then maybe. However, I feel if Ruby were to have an endgame in romance, it would be RoseGarden (I have opinions on that as well, but today isn't the day to discuss that), mostly because Oscar bumped Jaune's role from male lead to male side. Not to mention that while Jaune is becoming a beast in his own right, Ruby is a different creature altogether and evolving her character more rapidly and chaotically than anyone else (Must be all that screentime).

TLDR: I want it to be canon, but I might just be hoping.

WHITE KNIGHT ( WEISS X JAUNE)

Doofus in tin foil meets princess who hates daddy (Am I in the romance section of the library? You know, the corner for adults only?) No, but I do like this ship. I'm always a sucker for the fantasy genre, and using a zero to hero male makes it relatable. I also kind of ship it because the same reason I ship NaruSaku in the Naruto fandom: he likes her and he's willing to go the distance. But enough about that; instead let's talk about canon. Will they hook up? It's a soft maybe for me, for two reasons. 1. Rosegarden is most likely to be endgame, and after Ruby and Pyrrha, I'd say Weiss is Jaune's next to be his love interest. 2. Weiss has warmed up to Jaune. Sure, not lover or crush level (Yet), but she's definitely changed her opinion on him. In Volume 1, Jaune was bugging her, like all the time, which I could see as him getting mixed signals on (Exhibit A: Tall, blonde, and scraggly). When Volume 5 came around, everyone jumped onboard because he saved her life (Don't lie, because I'll admit that I did it, too). Not the best reason, but still reason enough, I'd say. Then in Volume 7, she hangs out with him and Oscar to the movies (It was either that or awkward Bumbleby all night. I feel ya, sister). Nothing romantic happens, but it does show how much their relationship has developed. If Weiss is Jaune's endgame, then they have set the pieces up perfectly to do so.

TLDR: High likelihood to be canon and I'm a sucker for Knight/Princess ships.

KNIGHTSHADE ( BLAKE X JAUNE)

This is the part where I say definitely not. Not in a million years, but I'll explain why I like the ship, though. As for why it won't work, the answer is Bumbleby. They haven't kissed yet, but you know they're going to eventually (Because if they don't, the fans will attack like a swarm of hornets). But here's the question you might be asking now: why do I ship this? Well, it's part of the allure of "opposites attract" ('Cause I'm dressed like a cat!). Blake is an intelligent, outspoken, and agile ninja with a criminal history of terrorism who spends her free time reading novels. Jaune is a B at best on his tests, soft-hearted, and ground-based knight who's worst crime is fraud (Still a crime, but peanuts compared to literal terrorism) and spends his free time hanging out with his team. Day and night. But they also tried that with Sun for a season and a half and it didn't last (BECAUSE BEES).

TLDR: Not even a snowball's chance in the summer sun, but so much story potential if you do (Which I do)!

DRAGONSLAYER ( YANG X JAUNE )

This, I would say, is the opposite of Knightshade, where Jaune is the day and Blake is night, here Yang is the Sun and Jaune is the Moon (Like their crests! Remember those? Y'know, when they were relevant?) Will it work? Even less so than Knightshade. However, it does open up some interesting paths considering how... provocative Yang can be, and Jaune, compared to the other guys, is the nerdiest, geekiest dude at Beacon. It's like the cheerleader/nerd romance, except the cheerleader is the captain of every sports team... and rides a motorcycle. The Volume 8 preview introduced us to Yang and Jaune riding motorcycles and we went nuts over it. Yang was back in her element, roaring down the street, riding on walls, popping off tricks with Oscar riding- Back to what I was saying, people were asking, "How did he know how to ride a motorcycle?" and the elementary answer is "He didn't." He almost fell off his bike from a small box in the road. True, anyone would, but look at how he reacts: he stiffens, he refocuses on the road. This kid literally started riding at breakfast, and I DARE you to prove me wrong. But hey, great fic material right there, though, eh?

TLDR: Never gonna happen, but I don't care. All I care about is writing that they love each other. And they also fu-!

ARKOS ( PYRRHA X JAUNE )

I'm sorry, I need a moment. . . . Alright. Do it for her. This ship... was perfect. Probably the best ship out them all. I legit almost cry every time I think about Volume 3. Pyrrha was everyone's favorite. Her background, her interactions, her choreography, everything! But, of course, like everything in our lives, she was too good to be true. But let's honor her memory by talking about her ship, Arkos. Pyrrha was the champion of the world, the Brothers' and Oums' gift to Remnant. She could do no wrong and she HATED it. Her plight was with how she was seen. Everybody knew her! Everybody, except Jaune. And he only figured out she was "a big deal" was because Weiss had to spell it out for him! As time went on, they became the best of friends, two peas in a pod, the perfect odd couple! They worked together and trusted each other, they cared for and supported each other, they lo- No. No, I can't say it. It's been years, and it still hurts. So, I'll explain something else: the reason why Jaune SHOULD NOT be shipped right now. That reason is Pyrrha. Jaune was helpless to save her. He's suffering from survivor's guilt and he's still grieving. In Volume 4, he would sneak away and train until late at night to scroll recording of her. In Volume 5, he confronted Cinder and got Weiss almost killed because he let his grief for Pyrrha take control of him and let his emotions run wild. In Volume 6, he finds the Pyrrha statue and he... I don't know how to say this, but he let's go. He accepts that Pyrrha is gone and he's starting the healing process. He's finally ready to move forward.

TLDR: T.T I never felt that it was wise to wish too much~

MARTIAL ARCS ( REN X JAUNE)

I'll be honest, I don't really ship it. Yeah, it's cute, and it falls perfectly into the "if I had to pick a guy" part of me, but to be honest, I don't ship it. 10% because Renora and 90% it just doesn't click with me. They both just seem too soft, too quiet, too introverted. Best friends? Yes, definitely! But lovers? Eeeeeh, not really.

TLDR: I will only ship as neccessary.

NORA'S ARC ( NORA X JAUNE )

I've only just got in this deep with the fandom only recently, so I don't know if a lot of you know me. Heck, I'm probably just some RWBY fan you happen to spot as you move through your dash. However, old or new, I want to be made absolutely positively clear on this. Of all the ships here, this has got to be my-

O T FUDGIN' P

Wow! Never thought I'd feel so strongly about a crack ship like this. And yes, as sad it is to say, this is a crack ship. Renora was planned from day one, so it can't be helped. At least it didn't blast me in the face all of the sudden (OH NO, NOT THE BEES! AAAAARGH! THEY'RE IN MY EYES!). But why this ship? Well, for one thing, it's that whole opposites attract thing with Nora as the bubbly, outspoken, airhead powerhouse and Jaune as the soft spoken, introverted, nerd tactician. But wait, there's more to this trope, because it can go deeper: Order VS Chaos! Who makes all the messes? Who cleans up those messes? Who follows all the rules? Who makes their own doors? It's just. So. Damn! GOOD! One sad thing about this ship though is that it's not only not canon because of Renora, it's anti-canon because Renora. Every fan fic of Nora's Arc requires an explanation for Ren and Nora to not be together-together, like you have to write a formal apology to the FNDM for liking something that's different from what is canon or commonly accepted. If that's the case, then I'll be the anarchist here!

TLDR: I LOVE IT! What's that? Not canon? Who gives a damn?! I just explained why Jaune won't be shipped anyways! Now, if you'll excuse, I have some fan fics to find.

ARCFALL ( CINDER X JAUNE )

Oh, here it goes! Now, if we're talking ships that'll never happen, this is where we find better reasons than "it's not canon" and "character development". No, this... This is a declaration of war. Allow me to explain. Cinder Fall is evil. Like, down to her core. She wants power and she'll cut through anyone to get to it. Including Pyrrha. This woman sank Arkos by means other than "X and Y kissed, so..." She killed X, leaving Y alone. And her interactions with Jaune tell me she wouldn't even be worth a hate-bang. But, as Momma always, there's a thin line between love and hate. This is where the appeal comes in. Cinder is evil with no past, which leaves the previous chapter's of her life story blank to be filled in. Jaune is good with a troublesome, albeit easy past, but untapped potential for more. It's another opposites attract, but different from INTRO VS EXTRO and CHAOS VS ORDER; this is GOOD VS EVIL. Who will win this battle of wills; will our hero purify the tainted heart, or will he slip deeper into darkness, never to return to the light?

TLDR: Should be a NOTP, and yet the allure pulls me in.

What do y'all think? Do you agree? Let me know!

[woulddieforperrytheplatypus]

To distract myself from this awful political scene I'm forced to watch for history class: can you give us some obscure side characters (like, Dr. Diminutive, Newton the Gnu, type characters) you absolutely love for no reason? :) <3

Okay I am literally so late because I was doing my chem reading and my writing hw BUT I can’t refuse a chance to scream about my favorite characters (but y’all can refuse to listen to my scream about them so here’s a cut)

First of all, I want you to know that I haven’t even started listing characters yet and this ask has already lead me to spend almost $4 on Agent P’s Guide to Fighting Evil and that’s why I don’t look at the PnF wiki when I’m tired thank you for coming to my TED talk

I almost feel like I’m cheating by starting with Dr. Diminuitve but HOW CAN I NOT LIKE TELL ME THAT LIL MAN IS NOT THE BEST CHARACTER THE WORLD HAS EVER SEEN OKAY FUCKIN DO IT JUST KIDDING YOU CAN’T I mean come on, one of his first lines was literally “I don’t have a Napoleon complex; Napoleon had a ME complex!” I had to check the wiki to see if that was his first line ever and I’m very disappointed that it wasn’t and then in OWCA’s Going Down when all the evil scientists were just vibin against the fence and they started doing that West Side Story snappy walk and Diminutive was so into the snaps that he just didn’t fucking move and then he opened his eyes and the rest of the gang was halfway off the screen fjdskhfkalsfhaskl I just really love him okay the more I think about it the more convinced I am that he’s actually my favorite character

Idk if this counts as an obscure side character but he is incredibly underrated so I gotta throw in: LAWRENCE FUCKING FLETCHER. He’s just such a pure and innocent lil dude. He sees the boys doing dangerous shit and he’s just like, “Well that’s happening,” or better yet, “Hey, that looks fun!” I mean, the airplace? The flying carpet? The monster trucks? He genuinely gives zero fucks and I love him for it. I wholeheartedly believe that Lawrence knows Perry is a secret agent -- or at least that he’s smarter than he acts -- but he’s literally so indifferent to everything going on around him that he never mentions it because life is full of fun and exciting things like that and he can’t talk about them all, you know? And he gets so excited about his antiques and he’s so passionate about history and ughhhh I love him 

I was about to say I feel like I’m cheating by using a special but it just occurred to me that that’s lowkey how I’ve prefaced all of these so no, fuck that, I’m using a special and that’s just how it’s gonna be. CARL FROM THE LAND OF INTERNUS WOULD HAVE MADE A MUCH BETTER ENDING THAN THE ACTUAL BOOK HAD AND FUCK YOU MONOGRAM FOR CUTTING CARL OFF BEFORE HE COULD TELL IT HOW HE WANTED TO

These two kinda go hand-in-hand but Bunka Da Bunkaquan and Sweary the Swan are my favorite alternative Perrys. As far as the specials go, Steampunx isn’t one of my favorites, but Sweary the Swan is just... How do you even describe Sweary the Swan? He is life. He is the reason I wake up in the morning. He is the only thing worth living for. And then Bunka Da Bunkaquan is just so fuckin cute and anyone who disagrees needs their eyes checked. And tbh while we’re talking about Tri-Stone area, I gotta throw in a mention of Doofengung no of course I didn’t have to google what his name was what are you talking about because I love how he just stares at the water and every time it drips he just fuckin cackles lmaooo

Okay one more special (maybe) but Doofenshmirtz in The Temple of Juatchadoon brooo I just googled it to make sure I spelled that right and I did woah my power is unmatched is lowkey my favorite Doofenshmirtz. I don’t know if it’s because I actually like him more than every other Doof or if it’s just because his first scene was with Phineas Ohio Flynn and they knew each other and they had actual interactions throughout the episode and the Doof/Phineas relationship is my favorite underexplored relationship, but Juatchadoon Doof makes the list anyway

The “what did you think, _________ was just going to fall out of the sky?” couple — who 100% deserved that cameo in catu

I’m almost afraid to say this in public, but I actually really like Roger. I was mostly indifferent to him at first, but then Delivery for Destiny happened and I was like wait a minute, why am I sleeping on his man who literally orders boxes just to give to his cat? And once I realized that he was kinda cool, it started sinking in that he was never actually a bad guy. Heinz never even really claimed he was -- if anything, his problem is that Roger isn’t a bad guy, and everyone in Gimmelshtump and Danville knows it. And I gotta give Roger credit for not being too harsh on his brother, because yeah, he can be a little stuck up (I’m looking at you, stupid golf game), but you can’t really blame him for thinking he’s better than Heinz, you know? But at least he’s not a dick about it like their parents are. Also the entire latter half of this paragraph was me trying to find a way to work in the other part of that scene with the cat box and it didn’t work so I’m just gonna tack it on to the end because this isn’t an essay for English class and I can do that lmao. Paul mentions that he just delivered something to a Heinz Doofenshmirtz, and Roger is like 😬 because let’s be real, no one wants to be represented by the type of dude to try to juice City Hall, but he’s obviously not going to say that because he’s still a respectful dude, so he’s just like “Charming... man... isn’t he...” and he’s literally so uncomfortable and it cracks me up every time but also it’s lowkey kinda wholesome because Heinz may make it his life mission to embarrass his brother but Roger doesn’t reciprocate. but I accidentally discovered a few weeks ago that John O’Hurley is a raging Trump supporter so I gotta dock points for that one

In the same vein, Paul the delivery guy. What more do I have to say?

If my love of Roger didn’t turn the world against me, this one probably will, but I’m going to say it loud and proud anyway. I LOVE PETER THE PANDA. He’s just??? so??? cute??? Like when he was tearing apart Doof’s inator and he was just... actually no scratch that I need pictures for this because I can’t explain this in words

THIS IS NOT EITHER OF THE PICTURES I WAS LOOKING FOR BUT LOOK AT THIS LITTLE GUY OH MY GOD

Peter really said “this bitch empty, YEET!”

okay but the ones I was actually looking for are...

I mean, how can you not find him adorable? And don’t even get me started on his relationship with Perry because Meapless in Seattle was just... B R O Perry flew halfway across the country (probably I mean idk where exactly Danville is but they use EST so Seattle is probably halfway across the country?) just to go grab a coffee with him. They went on a lil date at a fancy restaurant I know Dan said it wasn’t a date but he's been wrong in the tiktok comments before which means none of his opinions are canon lmao. They’re just? So? Cute? I don’t even know what to make of their relationship but I live for it.

And I can’t mention Peter without bringing up his nemesis, who, to be entirely honest, I also don’t know what to make of and he’s mostly on this list because I like the line “How did you get chorus girls in here?” and when I downloaded and cut a bunch of songs that you can download from Google Drive here if you want, I specifically kept that part in because I love it lmao (I do gotta point out tho because it’s been bugging me since I last watched the episode: I don’t think we have any proof that Professor Mystery even exists in the PnF dimension. I had just assumed he did for the longest time, but that entire episode takes place in a dimension where Lawrence is a polar bear. Who knows what other differences there are?)

I love all the grandparents and I don’t even have an explanation they’re just all adorable

Okay I know I said no more specials but TECHNICALLY at2d isn’t a special; it’s a movie. I am physically incapable of not brining up the muffin time Normbot and the “I use aggression to mask my insecurites” Normbot.

While we’re talking about Norm, his old head would 100% swear all the fucking time if it wasn’t a kids’ show and i gotta respect it

Dan Povenmire does one line for a dude named Vinnie in Mission Marvel and off the top of my head I don’t remember who he is but it was the beginning of the episode and I think (?) it was during the New York scene and he does it in the Vinnie Dakota voice long before Dakota was even a concept (I’m assuming) so he gets a mention

Jerry the Platypus gives me Paper Jam Dipper vibes and they are both valid as fuck (the fucked up Doof copy is not valid as fuck tho we’re gonna pretend he didn’t exist)

Don is literally the best part of Where’s Pinky and I’m not just saying that because I’ve been watching Whose Line for years and I was super excited to see Wayne Brady in the credits (and the fact that he was also in both the quarantine rap and catu makes me incredibly happy)

Ooh I almost forgot OWCA Files existed but Harry the Hyena playing the trumpet and the subsequent “you’re gonna be wearing that in a minute” is the best part of OWCA Files and tbh just Doof, Perry, and Harry could have carried an entire series by themselves (though I do also love Karen and Maggie)

WAIT A SECOND THE BUG TRIO FJDSAHFLKSAJD I was trying to pick a favorite last time I watched OWCA Files and every time one of them spoke they were my new favorite like I lowkey thought their plotline was boring but the characters themselves were hilarious

WAIT ANOTHER SECOND HOW DID I GET THIS FAR INTO THE LIST WITHOUT MENTIONING MONTY HOLY SHIT I’M SUCH A FAKE FAN BUT I LOVE MONTY OKAY HE IS LITERALLY JUST OZ FROM BTVS EXCEPT MONTY AND VANESSA HAVE BETTER CHEMISTRY THAN OZ AND WILLOW AND NO I WILL NOT BE ACCEPTING CRITICISM

Wait I forgot Vlorkel too omfg these two belong way higher on the list but Vlorkel is the love of my life (and I lowkey wish she had met Steve the giant chameleon because they would have become best friends)

I wanna keep going but it’s currently 1:45 in the morning (this is why I’ve been avoiding asks during the day: I get way too into them and spend a solid hour and a half on them and I’d never get any schoolwork done lmao) and it’s far from the first time I’ve stayed up this late but I figured it was fine because I have no classes tomorrow but it occurred to me like four seconds ago that I DO HAVE A CLASS TOMORROW SHIIIIT I had an anatomy exam on Tuesday during my usual class time (which if you read my tags you might have known about because I was having an existential crisis over it) so he moved our class tomorrow excePT IT’S NOT TOMORROW IT’S TODAY IT’S LITERALLY IN LESS THAN SEVEN HOURS FUCKING HELL I GOTTA GO TO BED ASAP

[kanene-yaaay]

I’m not ticklish!!

Kanene’s note: Yeah, yeah, I have like: two braincells to made titles and they are on vacations at this exact moment, sO-

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* Lee!Logan and Ler!Virgil (It can be seen as Romantic or Platonic Analogical).

* Hmmm… This is a Tickle-Fanfic! If you don’t like this kind of stuff, please look for another blog, there are plenty of amazing art in this site! Like, for real. It’s stunning! ‘u’).

* Something around 1500 words. -w-)b.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any advice is very very welcome!

* I just realized I haven’t written any Analogical tickles with Lee!Logan, and???? S h a m e   o n   m e . So I finally decided to change it. It’s a very silly plot, but I kind of had fun writing, soooo... Someday will make a teasy tickle fanfic, I promisse xDDD.

* E a versão em português ainda está em reforma! Thankys for reading, my lollipops! Play games, don’t cheat, run under some rain and don’t forget to drink water! Byeioo!~

                                [~*~]

 Thomas has a crush.

 - You aren’t tickling… however I can’t help myself but smile every time I’m near to you. – Logan stared at the computer, lightly biting his lower lip, habit that showed up only when he was nervous. – Do you think this is adequate?

 Virgil only dignited his being to roll his eyes, something that, even if the logic side wasn’t with his eyes captured by the severe amount of sites explaining about feelings, reading profusely every bit of information he could pursuit, the said wouldn’t be able to see since the purple lover decided to lay upside down in the bed, half of him almost falling from the furniture, being almost the fifth or sixth strange position he tried in order to best erase the pain in his back and attempt to change something due the enormous hours both spent in that same conversation.

 - Uhh. This is ridiculous. Are you really trying to find a flirt to every subject that could be brought up in a normal conversation? Tickles? You are taking this too far, and that is something coming from me. Go to sleep, Logan.

- Absolutely not. Any and every point can be crucial in a competition.

 Okay, let us recapitulate: Thomas has a crush and of course, the sides would take advantages of this. No long time ago, it has been proclaimed in all the Mind Palace the start of the ‘Love Games~’ what is, primarily, a series of challenges where who blushed first lost the match and a specifically amount of points (depending of the difficult of the challenge), however, it was possible to recapture or accumulate more points doing random flustering action through the day, as gifts, flirts, carts… anything that leaded the features of the victim be set in flames. Patton and Roman ganged up to explain how much this activity could be essential in order to help to build self-love and the others sides simply couldn’t find something to deny it.

 (Actually, Virgil could think in a great bunch of reasons why all of this could being a very bad idea, but now, think about it and convince them to stop when this competition would mean Free Crofters to Logan, Free Praises to Roman and just Patton showing them all the love he could give was a totally different story. Without telling that he would do anything to see Janus becoming a flushed mess and part of himself was kind of curious to see if someone would succeed in making the Gremlin Boy blush.)

 And, being really sincere, the one wearing hoodie was impressed with how much all the Light Sides matched with the Others in being competitive, until this day Roman already had made five serenates, Patton obtained a good amount of points only with his gifts and zero notion of personal space, Janus got almost everyone with his ‘Appear from absolutely nowhere, grabs your chin, stares intensely, grins, kisses your forehead and go away’ and Virgil kept himself well with his victories in the commons challenges. The embodiment of Flight or Fight instinct have no idea about what Remus was preparing, but as it seems Logan was trying to get in the ranking beginning and winning Flirt Wars.

 - Albeit, I believe you are correct. I’m not even ticklish for this saying.

 Virgil almost fell of the other’s bed with the astonished laughter that escaped from his lips.

 - I choose to ignore your mocking, thank you. – Pointed Logan, his voice in slightly traces of irritation.

 - Mocking? – The one wearing hoodie gave a half spin, sitting normally in a blink of eye. – I’m just laughing about something that clearly is a lie.

 - I think this is an information that doesn’t belong to you.

 Virgil scoffed, rising one eyebrow as he rested his chin in his hand.  

 - I am not ticklish!! – Logan repeated, feeling a bit childish with the tune chosen to defend himself, or perhaps it was the turn this conversation was taking.

 An evilly grin, a bit alike the Cheshire Cat, darkly gleamed in the other’s feature.

 - So you would mind a little… experiment, am I right?

 The logical aspect gulped, adjusting his tie and deviating their glare for a piece of moment.

 - A-absolutely no.

 Fingers quickly found way to his neck, scratching so lightly that barely touched his skin, going up, circling that exact spot behind his ears and appreciating the surprised squeal that floated from Logan’s mouth before focusing some special wriggles in that place. However, don’t taking too much before going down fluttering towards under his chin and in the base of his neck the best he could with the other shrugging and ducking his head in a hope to stop his big wobbly smile to be seen. Movement which also prevented the ‘not ticklish’ one to notice one of Virgil’s hands to travel to his back, being quick in landing spidery tickles in his lower back, sometimes slipping to give his ribs some pokes and prodding, something that finally bring up the babbled giggles to the daylight.

 - -Nahahahahahahahaha!! Viihihihihihihihirgihihihihil!! – And he squirmed, the sensation being as unbearable to ignore as too much good to escape. It was almost… relaxing. In a very electric way.

 - Tsc. – The anxious aspect let go a chuckle, still not believing in how the scene unfold before his eyes, albeit absolutely hypnotized with how the high squeaks and snorts intertwined the low giggles from the usually so contained side. Virgil’s thumbs applied a light pressure in the other’s spine, the attacker smugly watching how this leaded to a gasp as Logan jumped and arched his back, quickly starting to knead and buzz his fingers in each one of the ‘victim’ vertebras, following all the way up, totally unbothered by the, now very much increased, squirming. – And who would say that the embodiment of rationality just need some few tickles to become a helpless, giggly puddle, huh?

 - Shuhuhuhuhuhut uhuhuhACK!!! – The purple lover found a particularly sensitive space between his shoulder blades, being responded by Logan’s loud, and endearing childish, laughter as its owner struggled more to be free from the malefic, tickly fingers, obligating Virgil to wrap an arm around his waist and without mercy squeeze his hips in random, quick patterns. – NonononHOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHE-

 - But what is the matter, Logan? – His voice was a whisper, although not only because it sent shivers down his victim’s spine, but also because he wasn’t really certain that the one with glasses could really hear him in any other way with how much he trashed and crackled, as it seems these two spots being one of his most sensitive ones. – Didn’t you just said you aren’t ticklish? – He gave him a break, going to his ribs in spidering, soft tickles, being sure to surprise Logan now and then with sudden pokes between them. Logan used the opportunity to breathe more evenly, even with the giggly fit and flames that took over his body. – But…no! Maybe you were lying? Perhaps this… - The grin in his lips was almost perceptible in his low tune, the words slowly rolling over his tongue as he digged into his armpits and got a surprised yelp as answer, the giggles getting louder and switched to laughter as its owner shook his head, denying. – can tickle tickle tickle tickle you silly?

 The ‘I’m always serious, necktie!’ clapped his arms at his sides and hided his red face and wide smile in his hands. Virgil felt the grin painted in his face only get bigger. Now he was just making this too much easy.

 The one wearing hoodie took a deep breath and released a raspberry right on his poor, forgotten and defenseless neck, the vibrations hitting every single one of his ticklish nerves and leading to a serious shriek to run from Logan’s mouth.

 - VIRGIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIL!!! NAHAhahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahaHA!! – Logan squirmed until finally escaped and fell in the bed: butterflies flying in his belly, smile from an ear to another, remain giggles, watery, shiny eyes and… a blush that painted his entire face.

 - Thank you for the new score, mister ‘I’m not ticklish’~ - Virgil teased as laid comfortably whilst the mattress, crossing his arms and using them as a pillow while closed his eyes and ignored Logan’s annoyed grumble.

 … And also the way his eyes instantly gleamed when they focused in his unprotected stomach and sides, an evil smile creeping its way to his lips.

[kateanddevinreview]

London Has Fallen

In which Kate and Devin write a porno

Devin: Okay, so this movie is just Gerard Butler being a badass right? Is this the one with Denzel Washington? Or are neither of those things right.

Kate: It’s something like that.

Devin: Well, Butler showed up in the credits, but so did morgan freeman?

Kate: It’s a trifecta!!

Devin: Or maybe I'm just racist and mixed them up.

Kate: Or maybe it’s the two of them being badass together.

Devin: I made some comment the other day about minorities being underrepresented at the oscars or something and they asked what actors I think should win instead and I blanked on literally every minority actor I knew.

Kate: Hahahah. It’s still true though. And to be fair, could you name any white actors?

Devin: My brain got stuck on Tom Hardy and forgot literally every other actor on earth

Kate:I think he’s on tv now anyway. So far this movie is starting a bit slow. Do you think someone is going to be shot soon?

Devin: I find it weird that we are in....India?

Kate:  I think we’re at an Indian wedding. Terrorist’s daughter is getting married

Devin: This is set up for motive?

Kate: Probs

Devin: The Phantom of the Opera and Harvey Dent go for a jog

Kate: Why are politicians always running? I don’t think they do that much

Devin: I think cause DC? it's an easy excuse to pan around the lawn

Kate: Ok well fine, coming at me with movie reasons. Wait, is this a sequel?

Devin: Is it? Was the last one just called "London"?

Kate: I was thinking Gerald saved a president in the last one?

Devin: She has crazy eyes

Kate: She does but she’s pregnant

Devin:  I'll forgive it if we get through this movie without her vomiting.

Kate:  She’s in like her third tri already so she really shouldn’t

Devin:  Google says this is a sequel, to Olympus Has Fallen. Lots of stuff falling apparently

Kate: Knew it!!! I’ve seen that one too

Devin: Really? I'm guessing last time he saved President Harvey Dent from terrorists, wooed or impregnated his wife, and got hired for secret service or unfired from secret service

Kate: Unfired, if it’s what I’m thinking of

Devin: This time he'll save the Prime Minister from terrorists, see his kid born, and...uh. Be knighted? That's my guess

Kate: Seems like a totally logical guess to me. I’m betting he discovers the Prime Minister was murdered. I don’t think people are expected to attend state funerals?

Devin: I think it's cause his vice isn't available? I think normally this is the kind of thing they send him for. But I am basing that on episodes of Madam Secretary so who knows

Kate: New guess!! President is killed and Butler has to protect Freeman

Devin: Hmmm. Maybe. Is Freeman the Vice?

Kate: Yes. He said “Hello, Mr VP”

Devin: I'm missing like half of this dialogue, idk how

Kate: Cause it’s boring

Devin: I want splosions!

Kate: This baby melodrama music is not my favorite. Once again I feel like writing is letting us down?

Devin: Yeah. Be better hollywood!

Kate: Also important people shouldn’t just sign shit without looking at it

Devin: is this the fringe guy? No. Who is he? He's someone

Kate: I think? No?

Devin: Fringe guy is similar but different. Oh! The Magicians? Magicians teacher guy?

Kate: No, definitely not him

Devin: IMDBing....

Kate: “Most protected event on earth”= everyone will die

Devin: Yup. This cast listing order is stupid. Do we know British Gerard Butler's name?

Kate: You mean the head of the British security? Also no. Also I think they’re going to use kids?

Devin: Yes, British guy. Mr. Sands! From Limitless. Thanks wikipedia, for your superior cast list

Kate: Limitless. That’s right, I never watched much of that

Devin: I really liked the main guy and all the arts and crafts in that show. I'm sad it was cancelled. Also we should add the movie to our review list

Kate: Yes!

Devin: Splosion! I didn't think those guards were supposed to have real guns? Then again EMTs should definitely not have rocket launchers

Kate: Hahaha, yeah, those cops are definitely plants. It’s clearly a very well orchestrated attack

Devin: Pretty sure only america gives their cops guns. Also, rocket launcher

Kate: Wow I don’t care how this movie ends the world would not recover from this

Devin: Yeah Kate, it's fallen. Show. Us. The. Egg. It's not London unless I see the big glass egg and the ferris wheel

Kate: How did they know that one president wouldn’t leave on time?

Devin: Trackers? Or they caused the traffic?

Kate: No, he decided?

Devin: Motorcycles, a car's only weakness

Kate: Nice driving!

Devin: Don't injure civilians!

Kate: Ummmm, Devin. I think that ship has sailed.

Devin: He rammed the bad guy into a non bad guy car!

Kate: Oh fuck. Ok so who is the black lady? Is she the First Lady?

Devin: Voight buddy, you could have moved. He's the driver, she's the head of secret service

Kate: He was driving! It was a bullet! Give him some credit. Is she?

Devin: Yes. According to wikipedia

Kate: She’s not doing much. And she hunkered with the president?

Devin: Right? Stop flailing. Where is your gun, woman?

Kate: Oh god. That was brutal

Devin: That was very brutal

Kate: Why didn’t they park closer to the chopper?

Devin: Crashing in 3...2...oh ok nvm

Kate: Hahaha

Devin: He's got a cane so you know he's evil

Kate: So true

Devin: Moral of this movie: don't trust the handicapped

Kate: And yet, they didn’t detect a plan of this magnitude

Devin: Uh, did those people just have labels?

Kate: Yes. NSA and something else

Devin:  Like, movie? Movie. We do not care

Kate: I’m assuming it will be important later?

Devin: Why is the lady not doing anything?

Kate: Nice, flares! I like flares. Why are they flying so low anyway?

Devin: I got distracted googling the secret service

Kate: Anything pertinent to share?

Devin: Apparently the director just does the boring shit, so idk why she's even here

Kate: Ummmm, I think the movie should end here?

Devin: Yes they all died. The End

Kate: No way anyone survived that. I call bullshit

Devin: Also, I assumed presidents would have like one guy their whole time in office? But apparently they hire someone new a lot. Oh she dead.

Kate: For the secret service?

Devin: As director. Like Obama had 2

Kate: I mean, that’s four years for each

Devin: Trump has already had 2. The first guy for like 2 months? 1 month?

Kate: Well, Trump does that a lot. He’s had like 8 communication directors

Devin: I just wonder if they choose to leave or if the president purposefully swaps them out

Kate: Also working for the president is really intense, so maybe you just burn out and have to leave

Devin: Makes sense. The local biker gang is here

Kate: I don’t think bikes make that noise. That is dumb

Devin: Yes. Also no one checked the wreck

Kate: At least we know from earlier scenes they are fast runners!

Devin: This looks like he put his manifesto on youtube

Kate: What point is there in entertaining this phone call? Also why does he care about one president?

Devin: Imagine if he called before they watched the video! Like 5 minutes earlier

Kate: Right? He should take the uniform too

Devin: 

"Who is this?"

"It's...seriously? You didn't see my video?"

"h/o googling it"

"It's on youtube"

"yeah one sec, gotta sit through this 50 shade of grey trailer"

Kate: Ahhhhhhh Being hunted by motorbikes!! Oh no

Devin: Sure, that's subtle. Also this is a regular subway

Kate: I like that he was able to loot the body for weapons. Very practical

Devin: Jesus Gerard Butler. WTF? You went from zero to torture in no time

Kate: I know, little intense. Definitely running on adrenaline

Devin: This is the most 'murrican fucking movie. You cannot convince me that huge squads of racists didn't come out of this movie going "rah rah ‘murrica"

Kate: Oh god. Unfortunately yes

Devin: Although these talky bits suck. I'd rather have more fighting. Oh, thanks label, I really cared what time it was

Kate: Everyone is dead, that’s what this discussion is. I mean surrender and then ambush. How many people do they think there are? You’re not going to be professional right now? Weird

Devin: Blah blah blah. Bitch it was a wedding. Of course his family was there

Kate: How did you not know his family was there? It was a wedding. So dumb

Devin: What even is the point of that dialogue? There better be drugs in his water or something

Kate: What kind of shoddy intel are you all operating on? This is dumb. Do criticize if necessary. You have to teach them. Also off color jokes?

Devin: "You know what's most important Mike? Children. That's why we are never going to spend time with ours in any subsequent movie."

Kate: Of course it’s not your delta team.

Devin: Yeah why was that message not in code?

Kate: Zoom in!

Devin: Enhance! Your safe house has a fucking skylight!?

Kate: Seems like a pretty lame safe house. Oh this is gross

Devin: This movie is very gratuitous with its gore

Kate: It really is. And president you should not have done that. You are not almost out of this by any long shot

Devin:  There must be a porno of this where they fuck right then

Kate:  Did all of MI6 just die?

Devin: I'm not going to lie, that weird pirate porno you made us watch that one time is better than this movie

Kate: Haha! Oh pirates. Also my taste is terrible because I still enjoy this

Devin: I don't believe the hackers would make this basic of a mistake

Kate: No, me neither

Devin: Also driving seems like the quickest way to be spotted?

Kate: They kept everything under the radar but you didn’t notice this earlier?

Devin: Ok I guess at least the car is bulletproofed

Kate: How many of these terrorists are there supposed to be?

Devin: It's just the same 4 guys, they're really fast. They keep healing when they're off screen

Kate: Seems like an infinite supply. Mutants!! Also Mike is still somehow always faster

Devin: Now I want an action movie where 3/4 of the way through you realize he's been re-killing the same 5 guys over and over and surprise! it's really a fantasy/horror movie!

Kate: That would be so good. Change the whole game. I do oddly think this would make a good porno with very very little change

Devin: It's cause there's so much standing really close while breathing heavily and the plot is basically just as thin

Kate: Yeah pretty much. It’s a male romance novel

Devin: Also there have been.....5 women? in this entire movie. 6, I guess. Wife, mother, secret service director, beehive, assistant cop, MI6

Kate: Assistant cop?

Devin: Black lady?

Kate: I don’t remember her

Devin: She was in the bullpen with not!Fringe guy

Kate: Ok sure

Devin: Oh, ok, and random lady who had a text label I didn't read

Kate: There was the turning 30 woman and one lady head of state.

Devin: Still, none of these people shooting right now? There's like 20 guys in this scene!

Kate: Nope. Can’t have women in harm’s way unless they don’t have a choice. Also no lady terrorists

Devin: Only lady terrorists allowed are dead motivation ones

Kate: Also I’m subbing lady because it’s faster to type than woman

Devin: Agreed

Kate: Omg. Whispered “Mike.” Straight out of a romance novel

Devin: What? Are you ahead of me or did I miss it?

Kate: Maybe? The president whispered it

Devin: No! I must have missed the Mike whisper

Kate: He should be really tired by now. He didn’t have dinner!

Devin: "Hear that? My boyfriend is coming"

Kate: He really should just kill the president. It doesn’t make sense not to

Devin: There is so much manly eye contact and face holding

Kate: So much

Devin: Like I'm pretty sure almost this exact sequence happened in Outlander

Kate: In the porn there would be a scene where the president seduced him, Mike walked in on it, and then they have a threesome

Devin: With the bad guy?

Kate: Yup

Devin: That seems like it would be out of place plot wise. Would the bad guy turn himself in or something?

Kate: No. Just random sex that doesn’t make sense

Devin: Weird. The sex should make sense!

Kate: It’s for real a thing that happens in porn, you get whiplash. Oh god. This is lame. Really?

Devin: One punch where he runs all the way across the screen. So stupid

Kate: Did we learn who the brit mole was?

Devin: Nope. They hacked the police station I think? Damn! Wheelchair guy didn't even get to make a speech about how bad America is. This movie is not even pretending to care about America's mistakes

Kate: Why didn’t he just shoot everyone?

Devin: Out of bullets?

Kate: He hasn’t run out of guns until now

Devin: What even is this dialogue right now?

Kate: Really dumb

Devin: "You fuck with America? OH HELL NO. WE BAT SHIT. WE WILL FUCKING MURDER ALL Y'ALL."

Kate: America’s not even 500. Witty banter!

Devin: "EVEN OUR PRESIDENT WILL PICK UP A GUN FOR MURDER TIME"

Kate: Also he’s not dead because you haven’t killed him?

Devin: Yeah you just punched him a bit and talked nonsense

Kate: Once again, another thing they wouldn’t have survived.

Devin: I feel like the porno version of this has them go back to their wives at the end with lots of meaningful looks and sly smiles between the two main dudes. Like "yeah, we'll do this again next mission"

Kate:  Oh no! But yes probably. Why was there a lock in an elevator?

Devin: Is the president the only one alive from this whole thing? They would definitely make out in this elevator

Kate: I think one other world leader survived? There was a missing link to the terrorist?

Devin: I guess?

Kate: Who sent a fucking video?

Devin: Honestly this plot is stupid Yeah he's def the mole. Also he's running away? Like he obviously did it

Kate: Are we supposed to care about him or her? Because I do not

Devin: They would have had sex earlier in the porno

Kate: Yeah. It would have made more sense. Just kill him already

Devin: Also she would have just arrested him. I feel like the porno would have less murder

Kate: It’s weird that normally I complain about too much sex? But this would just be better as a porn

Devin: Yeah our review is basically "this would have made a better porno"

Kate: How would you have found him?

Devin: Who hears "look out your window" and looks up at the ceiling? Oh maybe that's what the missing link was?

Kate: Also the VP does not have the authority to call that type of strike

Devin: What is this 10 angled shot explosion? Ok, we've got a baby

Kate: So it’s been at least a few weeks

Devin: No prime minister but I didn't realize it was his funeral so I feel like the president is close enough. Now knighthood

Kate: Sure. They don’t know how emails work? Re: is for replies

Devin: "Many people would say this is our fault, but we're america so fuck those people. we'll kill those people."

Kate: “Commence spending no time with my kid”

Devin: In the porno version we end instead with a mirror of the earlier DC lawn scene, with them sitting on a bench watching their wives/kids, and the pres saying something like "still want to quit?" and Butler saying "and leave you, sir? Never." And then meaningful eye contact. Roll credits.

Kate: Hahahah

Devin: Okay, so scores

Kate: Yes. Scores.

Devin: 3/10 for the movie, 6/10 for the porno

Kate: I go a little higher movie? Like 4.5 for the movie.  6 for porno though. I think we can agree that no porn should ever rank higher than 7

Devin: Yeah. Like, even amazing porn is still porn

Kate: Ummmm tropes? So many, “family as our motivation”

Devin: “America is terrible and we never learn anything”?

Kate: Which is so hypocritical

Devin: “One man assumes command of literally every other character without argument”

Kate: Hahahaha. So like 7 on the tropes? They all fit the plot really well

Devin: Yeah, I mean it had a very particular niche and it played to it

Kate: Exactly

Devin: I'm going to give the title an 8/10. Catchy and accurate

Kate: I can agree. Thematic

Devin: London did pretty much fall. Like an old lady in a Life Alert commercial

Kate: Better than Olympus has fallen

Devin: Yeah, plus how fucking pretentious is it to call the white house "olympus"?

Kate: Exactly

Devin: What would the porn title be? I feel like they're usually puns?

Kate: Pun for sure. London may fall but our guys stay up

Devin: kind of long

Kate: It could be the tagline?

Devin: Oh yeah, good tagline. My brain gave me "Banging Private Ryan" which does not fit but is almost certainly a movie that exists

Kate: Hahahahaha. Banging president something? Whatever his name was

Devin: No idea, I called him Harvey Dent the whole movie. London Goes Down?

Kate: London laid down? Cause laid. Get it?

Devin: H/o I have to see if there is a real porn title for this. NSA people monitoring my internet searches, I'm really sorry

Kate: Gives them some spice! A story to take home

Devin: Top result for "London Has Fallen Porn Title" is:

"London Has Fallen movie condemned as racist 'terrorsploitation' "

"London Has Fallen is gun-barrel porn"

Kate: Whelp. Yep. I feel bad for enjoying it?

Devin: "London Has Fallen Is The Worst Film About Our City Ever"

Kate: Oh no it was a piece of shit for sure. Super fucking racist

Devin: “Blowing London.” That's my official submission

Kate: Nice! “Blowing London” is great. I thought you’d actually found it.

Devin: Ok, any parting words?

Kate:  It was a dumb racist movie that I feel guilty for enjoying anyway? Which means we should have more action movies made with better plots and motivation. And female representation!

Devin:  Or more action movies that are just porn

Kate:  Or that. What about you? Parting words?

Devin: If you want to see a movie where Gerard Butler brutally murders everyone, this is it. Or, you know, go watch 300, it is less awful.

Kate: So true.

[exit-is-everywhere]

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While science fiction thrillers are drawn to dramatic apocalypses of fire and smoke, in reality we might be facing a banal apocalypse by clicking.

The economic system pressures me to expand and diversify my investment portfolio, but it gives me zero incentive to expand and diversify my compassion. So I strive to understand the mysteries of the stock exchange while making far less effort to understand the deep causes of suffering.

So we had better call upon our lawyers, politicians, philosophers and even poets to turn their attention to this conundrum: how do you regulate the ownership of data? This may well be the most important political question of our era.

Each of these three problems – nuclear war, ecological collapse, and technological disruption – is enough to threaten the future of human civilization. But taken together, they add up to an unprecedented existential crisis, especially because they are likely to reinforce and compound one another.

Yet it is precisely their genius for interpretation that puts religious leaders at a disadvantage when they compete against scientists. Scientists too know how to cut corners and twist the evidence, but in the end, the mark of science is the willingness to admit failure and try a different tack. That’s why scientists gradually learn how to grow better crops and make better medicines, whereas priests and gurus learned only how to make better excuses.

Human power depends on mass cooperation, and mass cooperation depends on manufacturing mass identities—and all mass identities are based on fictional stories, not on scientific facts or even on economic necessities.

Religions, rites, and rituals will remain important as long as the power of humankind rests on mass cooperation and as long as mass cooperation rests on belief in shared fictions.

As long as we don’t know whether absorption is a duty or a favour; what level of assimilation is required from immigrants; and how quickly host countries should treat them as equal citizens –we cannot judge whether the two sides are fulfilling their obligations.

If a million immigrants are law-abiding citizens, but one hundred join terrorist groups and attack the host country, does it mean that on the whole the immigrants are complying withthe terms of the deal, or violating it? If a third-generation immigrant walks down the street a thousand times without being molested, but once in a while some racist shouts abuse at her, does it mean that the native population is accepting or rejecting immigrants?

The less political violence in a particular state, the greater the public shock at an act of terrorism.

Morality doesn’t mean ‘following divine commands’. It means ‘reducing suffering’. Hence in order to act morally, you don’t need to believe in any myth or story. You just need to develop a deep appreciation of suffering. If you really understand how an action causes unnecessary suffering to yourself or to others, you will naturally abstain from it.

Questions you cannot answer are usually far better for you than answers you cannot question.

The world is becoming ever more complex, and people fail to realise just how ignorant they are of what’s going on. Consequently some who know next to nothing about meteorology or biology nevertheless propose policies regarding climate change and genetically modified crops, while others hold extremely strong views about what should be done in Iraq or Ukraine without being able to locate these countries on a map.

How is it possible to avoid stealing when the global economic system is ceaselessly stealing on my behalf and without my knowledge?

In a world in which everything is interconnected, the supreme moral imperative becomes the imperative to know. The greatest crimes in modern history resulted not just from hatred and greed, but even more so from ignorance and indifference.

Most of the injustices in the contemporary world result from large-scale structural biases rather than from individual prejudices, and our hunter-gatherer brains did not evolve to detect structural biases.

Even if you personally belong to a disadvantaged group, and therefore have a deep first-hand understanding of its viewpoint, that does not mean you understand the viewpoint of all other such groups. For each group and subgroup faces a different maze of glass ceilings, double standards, coded insults and institutional discrimination.

Should we adopt the liberal dogma and trust the aggregate of individual voters and customers? Or perhaps we should reject the individualist approach, and like many previous cultures in history empower communities to make sense of the world together? Such a solution, however, only takes us from the frying pan of individual ignorance into the fire of biased groupthink. Hunter-gatherer bands, village communes and even city neighbourhoods could think together about the common problems they faced. But we now suffer from global problems, without having a global community. Neither Facebook, nor nationalism nor religion is anywhere near creating such a community.

In fact, humans have always lived in the age of post-truth. Homo sapiens is a post-truth species, whose power depends on creating and believing fictions. Ever since the stone age, self-reinforcing myths have served to unite human collectives.

In practice, the power of human cooperation depends on a delicate balance between truth and fiction.

Humans have this remarkable ability to know and not to know at the same time. Or more correctly, they can know something when they really think about it, but most of the time they don’t think about it, so they don’t know it. If you really focus, you realise that money is fiction. But usually you don’t focus.

Truth and power can travel together only so far. Sooner or later they go their separate ways. If you want power, at some point you will have to spread fictions. If you want to know the truth about the world, at some point you will have to renounce power. You will have to admit things – for example about the sources of your own power – that will anger allies, dishearten followers or undermine social harmony. Scholars throughout history faced this dilemma: do they serve power or truth? Should they aim to unite people by making sure everyone believes in the same story, or should they let people know the truth even at the price of disunity? The most powerful scholarly establishments – whether of Christian priests, Confucian mandarins or communist ideologues – placed unity above truth. That’s why they were so powerful.

One of the greatest fictions of all is to deny the complexity of the world, and think in absolute terms of pristine purity versus satanic evil.

Whenever you see a movie about an AI in which the AI is female and the scientist is male, it's probably a movie about feminism rather than cybernetics.

Many pedagogical experts argue that schools should switch to teaching “the four Cs” – critical thinking, communication, collaboration, and creativity.

Due to the growing pace of change you can never be certain whether what the adults are telling you is timeless wisdom or outdated bias.

You might have heard that we are living in the era of hacking computers, but that's hardly half the truth. In fact, we are living in the era of hacking humans.

The god Krishna then explains to Arjuna that within the great cosmic cycle each being possesses a unique ‘dharma’, the path you must follow and the duties you must fulfil. If you realise your dharma, no matter how hard the path may be, you enjoy peace of mind and liberation from all doubts.

Most successful stories remain open-ended.

A crucial law of storytelling is that once a story manages to extend beyond the audience's horizon, its ultimate scope matters little.

A wise old man was asked what he learned about the meaning of life. "Well", he answered, "I have learned that I am here on earth in order to help other people. What I still haven't figured out is why the other people are here.

Most people who go on identity quests are like children going treasure hunting. They find only what their parents have hidden for them in advance.

Almost anything can be turned into a ritual, by giving mundane gestures like lighting candles, ringing bells or counting beads a deep religious meaning.

Of all rituals, sacrifice is the most potent, because of all the things in the world, suffering is the most real. You can never ignore it or doubt it.

Just as in ancient times, so also in the twenty-first century, the human quest for meaning all too often ends with a succession of sacrifices.

Similarly, you can find plenty of Bernie Sanders supporters who have a vague belief in some future revolution, while also believing in the importance of investing your money wisely. They can easily switch from discussing the unjust distribution of wealth in the world to discussing the performance of their Wall Street investments.

If by 'free will' you mean the freedom to do what you desire – then yes, humans have free will. But if by 'free will' you mean the freedom to choose what to desire – then no, humans have no free will.

The process of self-exploration begins with simple things, and becomes progressively harder. At first, we realise that we do not control the world outside us. I don’t decide when it rains. Then we realise that we do not control what’s happening inside our own body. I don’t control my blood pressure. Next, we understand that we don’t even govern our brain. I don’t tell the neurons when to fire. Ultimately we should realise that we do not control our desires, or even our reactions to these desires.

Many people, including many scientists, tend to confuse the mind with the brain, but they are really very different things. The brain is a material network of neurons, synapses, and biochemicals. The mind is a flow of subjective experiences, such as pain, pleasure, anger, and love.

- Yuval Noah Harari, 21 Lessons for the 21st Century

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THE COURAGE OF YOURSELF

The real problem is the same they face in operating systems: they can't pay people enough to build something better than a group of founders to go through one lame idea before realizing that a startup has to make something people want. This should be the m. You learn to paint mostly by doing it, but by then it's too late. Plenty of things we now consider prestigious were anything but at first. They're far better at detecting bullshit than you are at producing it, even if you forget the experience or what you read, its effect on your model of the world is not merely wasted, but actually makes organizations less productive. I've read on HN.1 And in every field there are probably heresies few dare utter.

Less fortunate startups just end up in an uncanny valley.2 It was painful to watch. If Sun runs into trouble, they could drag Java down with them. The first is probably the effort required just to start a new company, Fairchild Semiconductor. The suit is back, it begins. It doesn't do justice to the situation to say never mind, I'm just tired. The most dangerous way to lose time is not to say that to Japanese or Europeans it would seem like something out of the third world. And we know from experience that some undergrads are as capable as most grad students. Even Einstein probably had moments when he was optimistic. A lot of VCs would have rejected Microsoft.

Judging startups is hard even for the best investors, who are both hard to bluff and who already believe most other investors are conventional-minded drones doomed always to miss the big outliers.3 We decided we ought to have T-Shirts for the SFP, and we'd been thinking about what to do by a boss.4 Have you ever seen an old photo of yourself and been embarrassed at the way a painting is made.5 Your program is supposed to do x. Either it's something they felt they had to do. When I learned to program, we had to read in English classes was mostly fiction, so I was haunting galleries anyway. It's also great for morale.6 And so it became synonymous with California nuttiness.7 And it's a good thing. The irony of Galileo's situation was that he got in trouble for appearing to be writing about things I don't understand.

I write great software, because they were so much easier.8 In fact, software that would let people who wanted sites make their own investment decisions. The time to raise money, they try gamely to make the region a center of scholarship and industry which have been closely tied for longer than most people realize.9 I made the list there turned out to be enough. Best of all, for the same reason readers like them. But as one VC told me after a startup he funded would only take about half a million, I don't mean play mind games with yourself to boost your confidence. When I read about people who liked what they did so much that it's critical to get your product to market early, but that you haven't really started working on it to answer calls from people paying you now. Both have the kind of thing for fun. They give employees who do great work for free, in their spare time, and investors are down on advertising at the moment.10 But as one VC told me after a startup he funded would only take about half a million, I don't mean any specific business can. In a startup you have to overcome in order to avoid them, I had to write down everything I remember from it, I doubt it would amount to much more than the valuation of our entire company.

But the importance of this idea would remain something I'd learned from this book, I couldn't believe he was serious. My rule is that I can spend as much time online as I want, as long as buying printed books was the only way to know for sure would be to discover each person's station as early as possible, and the higher your valuation, the narrower your options for doing that. Raising money decreases the risk of failure. Some will be shocking by present standards. Your own ideas about what's possible have been unconsciously lowered by such experiences.11 You may not need to use convertible notes to do it. At Viaweb I considered myself lucky if I got to hack a quarter of the time ranged from tedious to terrifying.12 Prestige is like a compiled program you've lost the source of. Conversely, a town of i dotters and t crossers, where you're liable to get both your grammar and your ideas corrected in the same spirit. The striking thing about this phase is that it's completely different from most people's idea of what business is like.13 Since the custom is to write to persuade a hypothetical perfectly unbiased reader.

Of course, figuring out what you like, and let prestige take care of you: they'd try not to fire you, cover your medical expenses, and support you in old age.14 The most interesting question here may be what high res fundraising will do to the world, and in the meantime I'd have to fight word-by-word to save it from being mangled by some twenty five year old copy editor.15 So am I claiming that no one would dare express it in public?16 And in particular, to great universities.17 But the more you realize you can do than the traditional employer-employee relationship because I've been on both sides of a better one: the investor-founder relationship. O-data.18 Maybe I'm excessively attached to conciseness. Indians in the current Silicon Valley. In fact, we've never even invited them to the demo days we organize for startups to grow. I'm not too worried yet.

It happens naturally to anyone who does good work. Each year.19 But publishing has advanced since then: present-day union organizers rather than an attack on early ones.20 What weaknesses could you exploit? It may seem cavalier to dismiss a language before you've even tried writing programs in it. Cheap Intel processors, of the forces underlying open source and blogging. At the time, could get excited about such a thoroughly boneheaded idea, we should start paying attention. An adult can distance himself enough from the situation to describe it as a book. The English Reformation was at bottom a struggle for wealth and power, but it does at least make you keep an open mind.21 That cap need not simply rise monotonically. True, but I can't believe we've considered every alternative.

Halfway through grad school I decided I wanted to do. But this approach, combined with the preceding four, will turn up a good number of unthinkable ideas. In Robert's defense, he was skeptical about Artix.22 And what, exactly, is hate speech? And yet I suspect no one dares say this. The graphic design is as plain as possible, and the partner responsible for the deal was John Doerr, who came to work for our company.23 If you set up those conditions within the US, there are at least some of the most useful skills we learned from Viaweb was not getting our hopes up. If you try convincing investors before you've convinced yourself, you'll be denounced as a yellowist too, and you'll find yourself having a lot of pro-union readers, the first three were our biggest expenses. If we turn off our self-centeredness in that they assume admissions committees care enough about so far is not very good. Painters in fact have to remember a good deal for everyone.24 A more important source, because it's the only way out.

Notes

The idea is the most promising opportunities, it becomes an advantage to be identified with you to commit to them. Hackers Painters, what you call the Metaphysics came after meta after the fact by someone else created earlier.

A P successfully defended itself by allowing the unionization of its users, however, and this was the fall of 2008 the terms they were.

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The lowest point occurred when marginal income tax rates were highest: 14. Make sure too that the stuff they're showing him is something inexperienced founders. So whatever market you're in, you'll be well on your own?

What I'm claiming with the melon seed model is more important than the valuation turns out to be able to grow as big as a child, either as an idea that evolves naturally, and that he had once talked to mentioned how much he liked his work. We're delighted to have to pass so slowly for them. Doing things that don't include the cases where you go to die from running through their initial attitude. That's a valid point.

That's because the rich. In this essay I'm talking mainly about software startups are possible. Since most VCs are suits at heart, the bad idea.

I calculated it once for that might work is in the sort of pious crap you were going back to the Pall Mall Gazette. Actually Emerson never mentioned mousetraps specifically.

The founders want the valuation of zero.

And I'm sure for every startup we had high hopes for doesn't do well, but not in the technology everyone was going to kill bad comments to solve are random, the only alternative would be to go out running or sit home and watch TV, music, and stir. I'm not claiming founders sit down and calculate the expected value calculation for potential founders, and that there's no lower bound to its precision. In fact, for example, would probably never have that glazed over look. So it's not the only ones that matter financially, and he was notoriously improvident and was troubled by debts all his life.

What you learn via users anyway. When Google adopted Don't be evil. But while it makes people dumber.

The idea is not yet released.

I stuck with such energy that he had once talked to a degree that alarmed his family, that it offers a better predictor of success. Programming languages should be designed to express algorithms, and so on. But when you ad lib you end up with much food.

It's when they're really saying is they want to stay in a bug.

In fact this would probably be to become one of the increase in economic inequality, but he turned them down. Cost, again. Wolter, Allan trans, Duns Scotus: Philosophical Writings, Nelson, 1963, p. The trend of VC angel investing is so contentious is that the middle class first appeared in northern Italy and the cost of writing software.

Give us 10 million and we'll tell you alarming things, they will or at least a little more fat, and the editor, written in 6502 machine language. Related: Reprinted in Bacon, Alan ed.

Looking at the fabulous Oren's Hummus. Most of the next stage tend to become more stratified.

In some cases e.

We think we're so useless that in Silicon Valley. This is not economic inequality was really only useful for one video stream. They don't know how many of which you want to get endless grief for classifying religion as well, but which didn't taste very good. College English Departments Come From?

N 12-oz cans white, kidney, or in one of those things that's not true! That should probably be the only audience for your work. The downside is that parties shouldn't be that some of those most vocal on the client?

But it was because he was 10 years ago it would have seemed a miracle of workmanship. Our founder meant a photograph of a startup. Few consciously realize that species weren't, as accurate to call the Metaphysics came after meta after the egalitarian pressures of World War II the tax codes were so bad that they think are bad. Every pilot knows about this problem, any claim to the customer: you post a sign in a place where few succeed is hardly free.

Wolter, Allan trans, Duns Scotus: Philosophical Writings, Nelson, 1963, p. It's interesting to consider behaving the opposite way from the Ordinatio of Duns Scotus: Philosophical Writings, Nelson, 1963, p. The CRM114 Discriminator. If you want to work on projects that improve the world, but starting a startup, unless it was wiser for them, and one of the market.

If anyone remembers such an idea is bad. A day job writing software. What you learn in college. The other reason it used to hear about the details.

There was one of the best ways to get the money they're paid isn't a quid pro quo. Few can have a connection to one of the causes of the other reason they pay so well.

As I was not something big companies to say they care above all about to give him 95% of spam in my incoming mail fluctuated so much a great discovery often seems obvious in retrospect. I don't think it's confusion or lack of movement between companies combined with self-imposed. 99, and their flakiness is indistinguishable from those of dynamic variables were merely optimization advice, before realizing that that's what they said, and jobs encourage cooperation, not widening. Since they don't yet get what they're really not, and earns the right sort of pious crap you were doing Viaweb again, I'd appreciate hearing from you.

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David's Personal Top Ten Video Games

This is something I've been wanting to do for a long time. It is a personal list, reflecting the games that have stuck with me the most over the years. I'm not enough of a gamer to claim it is anything comprehensive, and it has a strong bias to the sorts of genres that I like. Nonetheless, I'd stack these games against any that have been made in my lifetime. Anyway, without further adieu ....

Honorable Mentions:

Portal 2: How can a game with virtually no “dialogue” (if that means conversations between two characters) have some of the best spoken lines in all video game history? I have both the original and a capella versions of the Turret Opera on my iTunes (yes, I have “Still Alive” as well).

Railroad Tycoon II: A brilliant simulator that makes you actually feel like a turn-of-the-century robber baron (by far, the game is most fun to play when set in the late 19th century). If every man goes through his “trains!” phase, this was mine. As in real life, I am not good at playing the stock market.

Horizon: Zero Dawn: Robot dinosaurs! Incredibly, Horizon: Zero Dawn takes a core concept that sounds like word association from an over-caffeinated twelve-year boy and makes an entirely serious game about it—and it works. It works so well, in fact, that I loved it despite the fact that the plot and entire world-building background centers around my single greatest phobia (no, not that—being alive for the extinction of humanity).

10. Sid Meier’s Gettysburg: I find it odd that very few games have sought to replicate Gettysburg’s spin on an RTS—focusing combat around regiments rather than individual units and prioritizing morale over raw numbers. But the thing I like best about Gettysburg—and sadly it’s mostly unique too—is in how it concentrates on controlling territory (and terrain). Many RTS games, for me, might as well have a blank screen over 80% of the map between my base and my opponent’s base. You build up your force, and then try to swarm your opponent before he or she swarms you. But in Gettysburg, the goal of missions is not “wipe out your opposition”. It’s to capture and hold a ridge, or dig in and hold an exposed farmhouse.

My only critiques are that I want this game to be bigger. I want it to encompass dozens of map spanning the entirety of the Civil War. I want to be able memorize even more obscure Union and Confederate generals and wonder if they really were “mediocre” or if that was just a game balance decision. The random battle generator is okay, but this game screams for user-created expansions which I’ve never been able to find.

9. Crimson Skies: A pulpy fun flight simulator taking place in an alternate history 1930s where America has fractured and Zeppelin travel rules the day. The game doesn’t hesitate to lean into its concept (phrases like “broad” and “floozy” abound), and it does a great job world-building in a relatively short period of time. Somehow, I could meet an enemy “ace” for the first time in the middle of a mission and yet still feel like we had a history of epic dogfights together of which this was only the latest. Meanwhile, each of the locations the game takes you to (Hawaii, the Pacific Northwest, Hollywood, the Rocky Mountains, and New York City) are a blast and a half.

A sequel, High Road to Revenge, was released on Xbox and leaned a little too hard into the arcade-y elements (power-ups, automatic evasive maneuvers with the press of a button, and so on). But the original PC game was just right—planes flew exactly like how someone who knows nothing about planes thinks planes fly, which is just perfect. You felt like an ace pilot because of your skill (even though behind the hood the game is really holding your hand). Piloting a gyrocopter through half-built New York City skyscrapers, or a prototype single-engine through the Hollywood "O", is great. Doing it to evade local security, then doing a loop and turning both guns on them -- well, that's the cat's meow.

8. Mass Effect (Trilogy and Andromeda): As far as I’m concerned, the definitive space opera (even muscling out Halo). Fabulous voice acting (listening to Martin Sheen play evil Jed Bartlett is one of the great joys of my life) and memorable plot lines pair with a morality system that at least inches away from “basically decent person or utter asshole.” The universe feels genuinely alive, like there’s an ecosystem and civilization that you’re very much apart, but also moves in your absence.

I can’t really separate out the core trilogy games from one another (each sequel seemed to simultaneously step slightly forward and back), which is not I think an uncommon position. What may be more uncommon is that I think Andromeda stands right in there with the core series. Yes, it was disappointing that it took us to a brand new galaxy and only gave us two new species (while eliminating many of the more backgrounded Milky Way aliens). But I was much more disappointed that there will be no DLC or sequels to continue the story and tie up loose ends.

7. N and N++: There can’t be any serious controversy that N is the greatest Flash game ever made. While Flash demands simplicity, N is not so much simple as it is elegant. It is the perfect balance of speed and control, thoughtfulness and twitch-trigger reflexes, serene relaxation and butt-clenching tension. Once you master the floaty physics and the unique enemy styles, you will truly feel like a ninja—stripped to its core essence and deprived of all the usual but unnecessary bells and whistles. A virtually unlimited supply of levels guarantees you endless gameplay.

And so it is unsurprising that N was one of the rare flash games that made a successful jump to a full true game (in the form of N++), one that has a strong claim on being the greatest platformer ever made. The developers were wise not to disturb the basic formula: run, jump, and slide around a level, dodge obstacles and traps that will kill you instantly, reach the exit. Repeat ad infinitum. But N++ adds just a splash of additional flavors and spices into the mix. A perfect trip-trance soundtrack that sets the mood perfectly (and may single-handedly stave off keyboard-smashing frustration). A few new enemy types that deepen the game without ruining its austere grace. And perhaps most importantly, it adds a bunch of extra, semi-secret challenges (which can be used to unlock still more levels) waiting for the very best-of-best players.

Of all the games on this list, I might be in absolute terms “best” at N++ (there are a non-trivial number of levels in the game where I have a top 100 or even top 10 score on the global leaderboards). And yet there is not the slightest chance that I will ever perfect this game, or even come close to it. Nor is there any chance I will become permanently sick of it. A simple concept, executed brilliantly. The perfect N++ level is also the perfect description of the game.

6. Final Fantasy IX: The question was never whether a Final Fantasy game would make this list, only which one. I’ve long had a soft-spot for FFIX, which I feel is often overlooked inside the series (in part because even on release it seemed players were already looking ahead to the Playstation 2). Yet it’s hard to find fault in Final Fantasy IX as an emblem of a straight-forward JRPG. It has a moving story, fun gameplay, beautiful music, loads of quests to do and places to explore, a fabulous supporting cast (Vivi might be my favorite Final Fantasy character ever written), and a lead character you don’t want to punch (*cough* Final Fantasy X).

Final Fantasy IX is often described as “nostalgic”, and despite the fact that it was only the second game in the series I had ever played, I got that feeling instantly. Try listening to the soundtrack for “Frontier Village Dali” without feeling a little melancholic. You don’t even have to have played. But I recommend that you do.

For the record, my ranking of Final Fantasy games that I’ve played goes: IX, VII, XII, XV, X, XIII.

5. Assassin’s Creed: Brotherhood: One difficulty in judging games within a series is how to compare an earlier game which still had some rough edges but represented a quantum leap forward versus a later game which didn’t do anything super-novel but tweaked the formula to perfection. That, in a nutshell, is the difference between Assassin’s Creed II and Assassin’s Creed: Brotherhood. Now, for me, this is an easy call for idiosyncratic reasons—I played AC:B before AC II, and so I experienced the former as both the perfected model and the quantum leap forward as compared to the original game. But I respect that for those who played the series in order, this is a harder call.

What should be easy for anyone is to agree that together, Assassin’s Creed II and Assassin’s Creed: Brotherhood represented the AC series reaching its full potential. Ezio continues to be the best protagonist the series has seen to date. Renaissance Italy likewise is the ideal setting for both AC’s vertical and horizontal platforming elements and its shadowy-conspiracy/secret-history plotline. As a franchise, Assassin’s Creed really launched the parkour/open-world exploration genre, and Brotherhood was the first game where every single element of what that genre could be came together. Other more recent games have been tons of fun (Black Flag and Syndicate are I think highlights), but these two games are the reason this series is so iconic.

4. Might and Magic VI: The same problem posed by AC2 versus Brotherhood emerges with Might and Magic VI and VII—except here, I did play them in order. Like the previous entry, I do think that VII ultimately improves upon the formula set out in Might and Magic VI. It’s more versatile, has more replay value, a touch more balanced (and that’s not getting into ArcoMage) … all in all, probably a better technical game.

But Might and Magic VI is for me iconic—it may well be the first RPG I’ve ever truly loved (and given the way this list is stacked in that direction, that’s saying a lot). Virtually all the things that characterize what I love in games today, it had in at least skeletal form. Open world exploration? Check: It was the first game where I felt like I was a true pathfinder—meticulously crawling over every corner of the map to find each obscure bandit’s cave and goblin fortress. To this day I still have the lay of the land in Enroth basically memorized. Overly detailed worldbuilding text to read? Absolutely: my obsessive-streak came out in reading every single artifact description, conversational option, and quest backgrounder (it is canon that Enroth, and the entire planet it resides upon, was blown up in a magical explosion—a fact I’m still resentful towards 3DO for long after it disappeared into bankruptcy). Slight genre-bending? The splash of Sci-Fi onto the fantasy setting was delightful to discover for someone who had never played any of the prior entries in the series. And some of the music—well, the White Cap theme is a thing of beauty, and on my computer “Adagio in G Minor for Strings and Organ” is still listed as “Church Dungeon Music.”

3. Heroes of Might and Magic III: If comparing earlier, more revolutionary games against newer more polished ones presents a problem in the Assassin’s Creed and Might and Magic series, it presents no trouble at all in Heroes of Might & Magic. That’s because the third installation in the series both represented a huge jump forward from what came before and is unquestionably the best entry in the overall sequence.

Sure, some of the expansions are a bit goofy, but they still work—sharpshooters and enchanters are massively overpowered, but they’re generally used in missions that would otherwise be impossible. But the main campaign is fabulous—a surprisingly intricate and interwoven plot that bridges Might and Magic VI and VII compliments outstanding strategy gameplay. And that doesn’t even get into the acre of standalone maps provided, plus countless more available on the web thanks to a map editor so intuitive, even I can use it (I’m terrible with map editors).

As a result of all of this, Heroes III is maybe the only game on this list that can compete with N++ regarding infinite replayability. This is fortunate, because—given the fact that Heroes III was a full-budget release and was not supposed to be “simple”—it ages incredibly well. Even the graphics hold up (no need for that remastered remake—which doesn’t even include the expansions!).

2. Witcher III: As you may have noticed, this list has a strong bias towards RPGs. My preference is toward “Western” RPGs (which have a go-anywhere/do-anything exploration mentality) compared to “Japanese” RPGs (which are more linear and story-driven), but Witcher III does an incredible job of synthesizing the best of both. It has a huge open world to explore, one that feels alive and dynamic—but there is also an incredibly rich story filled with deep, well-written characters (of which Geralt—the player character—is but one).

Gameplay-wise, Witcher III really hits the perfect balance. I simultaneously felt like the biggest bad-ass in the room, but also like a single slip in concentration or bit of overconfidence and my corpse would unceremoniously end up at the bottom of whatever cave I was in. But Witcher III particularly stands out in how it subverts certain common RPG tropes. You are a hero, but you’re not particularly well-liked. You’re a powerful warrior, but you’re still ultimately treated as a pawn in larger political machinations. Your interventions do not always save the day, and sometimes don’t even make things better. If a mission starts with a villager worrying that their beloved has gone missing, nine times out of ten that person has been devoured by a monster well before you ever get there. While many games claim to place the hero in difficult moral dilemmas, Witcher III is a rare case of following through (some games might give you the choice to let a trio of witches eat a group of kids whom you recently played hide-and-seek with, but few make it so that might actually be the more moral of the options in front of you). There’s even a quest where you help a knight rescue a lady in distress from a curse, then lecture him that he’s not entitled to her romantic attention as a reward (talk about a timely intervention in the video game genre!). Over and over again, the game reinforces the message that being really powerful and doing “the right thing” isn’t enough to fix a fundamentally broken system.

Most impressive is the emotional impact that Witcher III dishes out. Sometimes this is a result of rich character development that pays off over the course of the entire game (as in “The Last Wish” quest). But sometimes it shows up in even relatively minor sidequests—the epilogue of the “Black Pearl” quest was one of the more brutal emotional gut-punches I’ve experienced in a video game. Ultimately, this was a game where one always felt like each character was a person—they were imperfect, they had their own interests, hopes, dreams, strengths and foibles, and while you were a little better with a sword and gifted with some preternatural abilities, you were still only one player in a much bigger narrative. As a result, Witcher III might well be, in my estimation, the perfect RPG.

Oh, and Gwent is ludicrously addictive. Let’s not forget that.

1. TIE Fighter: I don’t think this list has a particularly “modern” bias. Still, there’s something impressive about the number one game on this list also being the oldest by some measure. TIE Fighter originally came out in 1994, and the definitive Collector’s Edition was released in 1995. It is, to this day, one of the best games ever made. And that’s not a retrospective assessment. Star Wars: Tie Fighter holds up even played right now.

For starters, it is one of the few elements of the Star Wars universe to get the Empire right. I’m not saying that the Empire is the real protagonist of the series. I am saying that they wouldn’t view themselves as evil—as much as naming spacecraft “Executor” and “Death Star” might suggest otherwise. TIE Fighter is quite self-assured in presenting you as being a force for law and order in the galaxy, battling not just seditious rebels but pirates, smugglers, and other anarchic forces that threaten to tear civilized life apart.

Let’s start with something often overlooked in TIE Fighter: the music. It’s probably the only context that the phrase “kick-ass MIDI soundtrack” makes sense. But that’s not even the half of it. The iMuse system dynamically and seamlessly arranges the musical cues to reflect what’s going on around you in the mission—you can literally follow important mission updates (e.g., a wingman being shot down, or reinforcements arriving) simply by the way the melody shifts. I’m not sure I’ve ever encountered anything quite like it since. To this day, the number that accompanies an incoming enemy capital ship fills me with exhilarated dread.

Gameplay-wise, TIE Fighter is almost shockingly rich. The core mission requirements are challenging, but by no means out of reach. But embedded in each level are a series of secondary and secret bonus objectives. These unlock a parallel plot of the Emperor’s Secret Order—but always present a brutal risk/reward calculus. That’s not unrelated to the fact that you’re often flying, well, TIE fighters (not noted for their durability)—but the challenge extends well beyond physical peril. TIE Fighter actually gives you an “invincibility” option if you want it, and yet even with it on some of the later missions and bonus objectives will strain every piloting skill you’ve ever developed.

Most importantly, the secret objectives usually are more involved than “blow up everything in sight.” They reward initiative and exploration. Maybe your primary mission objective is to destroy a rebel space station. But just before it goes down, you spot an escape shuttle fleeing the station. Take it out? Maybe—but maybe the occupants are VIPs best taken alive. So you switch to ion cannons and disable it for capture. Yet that extra time you just spent has given the rebels enough breathing room to summon reinforcements—now an enemy cruiser is bearing down on you. Take out its missile launchers and clear path for bombers while praying that your own Star Destroyer will arrive soon to back you up. All on the fly. All while dogfighting starfighters, dodging mines, giving your wingmen orders … it’s insanely, beautifully chaotic.

Did I mention this is all happening in 1995? 90% of games released today don’t have that kind of depth or spontaneity. In terms of playability, replayability, and just plain fun, TIE Fighter stands alone, and unchallenged.

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[yoolee]

Ye Massive Tag-back Post

I have been tagged in stuff. I am slow. Apologies for anyone tagged in this XD

5 facts about me that literally know one needs to know

(tagged by @saizoswifey​)

I get weirdly nervous in grocery checkout lines: I have no idea why. I don’t know if it’s like, the feeling of being trapped in a narrow space (if there’s someone behind you and ahead of you), or the like, awkward social chitchat that I am SUPER BAD AT or what but I get weird. I HAAAATE that the nearest grocery store to me does not have self check-out, and I put off grocery shopping to the last minute. I can improvise a speech in front of a crowd of hundreds, I can jump off high ladders, like, I’m not a naturally nervous person I swear I’m not. But grocery stores...

I once broke into an Irish autorepair shop: Sort of. It’s kind of a long story, but when I was a student in Cork like…8 years ago, they told me to stick to the flatlands and I took a wrong turn and got lost up in the hills and I kinda felt like these two guys who kind of showed up behind me were following me. I did the whole ‘take a couple of right turns’ and it went from two to four guys and I was getting more and more lost and just like NOOOOPE. And then there was trash can on fire and so I like, half-slid down a little cliff, and snuck through/over a chained shut fence and into what turned out to be a repair shop. There were three older guys sitting there eating pizza, and they just blinked at me so I burst out that hey, there was a trash can on fire (like that’s a reasonable reason to bust in, right?). They asked me if I was the one who set it on fire, I said no, they gave me pizza, we waited for the fire brigade. GOOD TIMES. That was the start of a super, super weird 72 hours.

I despise bananas in smoothies: DESPISE. They POLLUTE them, CONTAMINATING everything with awful, horrid, banana-ness. They are smoothie-ruiners. RUINERS. AWFUL, HORRIBLE, TERRIBAD INGREDIENTS OF EVIL. I like banana bread, and my mom’s banana cake, and can sometimes tolerate a banana-nut muffin, but they have no place in my strawberry-raspberry smoothies and they are intolerably smushy on their own. SHUDDER.

I have done a lot of super random jobs at least once: I’ve been a chemist, taught ballet to 6 year olds and figure skating to teens with special needs, charity auctioneer, corn shucker, lighting booth operator, teaching assistant, princess, storyteller, tutor, dining hall worker, medical transcriptionist, editor, corporate recruiter, automated tutorial/phone recording voice, corporate trainer, historical docent, term paper writer, contortionist, martial arts event coordinator, bookseller, video game voice, snake venom analyst (really that and perfumer were subsets of being a chemist, but, worth the callouts), there’s more but like, the list is long and random.

Last time I was in the airport a kid told me I was eating string cheese wrong. I told him that’s how string cheese is eaten on Mars. I recognize none of this make sense, it was 5 AM.

I’m gonna tag @han-pan​, @karalija​, @mylittlecornerofotome​ aaaand @jane-runs-fast​! No obligation >>;;;

2017 Creator Tag

(tagged by @dear-mrs-otome​ and @wonky-glass-ornament​)

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you’ve created this year (fics, art, edits, etc!) and link them below (say why if you want) to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2017. Tag as many writers/artists/etc as you want (fan or original!) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works. <3

Six Wins and Draw This mostly gets to be here because it had a bunch of characters I had never written before! It was fun to write just a quick few paragraphs (if that) for them. I’d like to do something like this again, because it was much easier than trying to force something standalone for a group I’m not as comfortable with the characterization on.

Compliments I really like fluff. I like communication, and silliness, and sweetness. @juniperotome​ helped tremendously with this piece, but it really turned out to be one of my favs. I actually prefer this to Burn Down, which was fun and which I do like and was the other contender for this slot, but when I put them side by side, I like this one.

THE WAFFLE COTTAGE CHRONICLES (there’s more) This had been rattling in my head since 2016, but I didn’t post this until January 2017. This was my first headcanon shoving ALL OF THE LORDS into a single story. I recognize that it is very American-mindset-centric, but the sheer satisfaction of brain-dumping the beast was cathartic.I wrote 5000+ words in bullet point form in One Single Sitting and just, it was fun. I still think this is hilarious, even if it has issues.

Lick Your Wounds I still have lingering problems with this piece. And there’s a sort of dual fact thing going on - it could be so much better, but it is also the best that I have done, imo. Those are both facts to me. At this point, it’s a very frustrating piece to deal with XD but even when I am not entirely happy with it, I am very happy and very very touched by the response it has gotten, and so it gets a place. #makepuppyhappy

Scraps UGH THIS FIFTH SLOT. I mean. There’s no question this goes to a Kai group piece. I love writing the Kai group, it’s the most comfortable and it comes the most easily. I don’t like writing modern aus but they just sort of vomit out with these characters in a very love-hate way (I love that they have the opportunity to be happy without the specter of history looming, that’s about it – it’s complicated to explain). 

IkeSen Tag

(tagged by @dear-mrs-otome​)

Top 3 Warlords in order: Sasuke Nobunaga Kenshin

Favorite Moment in the game so far OH MAN. HMM. I am going to be unoriginal and echo Mrs O – Nobunaga being a matchmaking troll is A+, but I do also love KEnshin and Shingen’s letter to Nobunaga in the ES where MC starts with them but falls in love with Nobu and they are basically like, be nice to her and let her come visit or DEATH TO YOU

Who has the best hair Masamune (Shingen & Hideyoshi have the worst /sigh)

Which voice do you like the most? MRS O I SWEAR I AM NOT COPYING but Kenshin/Mitsuhide are flat tied. Whispery and low, swoooon

Who do you think you are most compatible with? None of ‘em. I enjoy watching their romance unfold with story MC, but as actual self, there are zero combos that would work out favorably for both parties based on what I’ve seen so far.

Which warlord appeals to your aesthetics? Sasuke. Dude. Sasuke.  

Which warlord makes you the most frustrated? Hmmm! Tough to say. Maybe Kennyo? Only because it’s seems from what we’ve seen that he is very much going against himself for some reason, and it’s hurting him and that is silly. Don’t do that.

Who would you swear loyalty to, the Oda forces, the Uesugi-Takeda forces, or Third Party forces? NNNNNGH. Oda. If I HAD to. Only because there’s a stronger sense of long-term stability and history. But ideally, none of the above. I would be NEUTRAL TERRITORY opening up a little seamstress shop somewhere in the middle that also serves tea and everyone is welcome to come have snacks, tea and fittings but only if they don’t fight XD (or at least take it outside, and no one dies)

BONUS: Mrs O’s Q: If you had to tell one warlord what happened to them in your own original timeline, who would it be and why? Nobunaga. Because what happened to him can’t yet come to pass in his timeline, so it’s moot. He’s shown to accept knowledge with aplomb so I don’t think it would send him into an existential spiral. He could handle it.

My question for anyone who does this – Which lord would make the best roommate?

Music Tag

(tagged by @skullbygloy100​ @dear-mrs-otome​ @wonky-glass-ornament​)

I only have two ways of enjoying music – passively not even noticing what’s on in the background and actively listening to the same song for literal and actual hours on repeat

Passes by Helen Jane Long – I literally listen to this on repeat for hours. HOURS.

Blood // Water by grandson

Cows on the Hill by Jay Ungar

Nowhere to run by Boga

Todo Comienza En La Disco by Wisin ft. Yandel & Daddy Yankee 

Dusk Till Dawn  by Zayn ft. Sia – but basically, anything with Sia

Shark in the Water by VV Brown – this is my Yukkin song lolol

Waterbound by the Fretless ft. Ruth Moody

Wait for It by Leslie Odom Jr 

Clair de Lune by Debussy – performed by literally anyone

ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO ANY OF THE THINGS just tag me <3 And those of you who tagged me - thank you thank you! This was fun

[sugaforthesoul]

[Fan Account] 20170401 - BTS WINGS Tour in Anaheim, CA

So you guys may or may not know but I was in Anaheim last night to see Bangtan. If you'd like to find out about my experience, just keep on reading!

So my day started very early on Saturday morning. I woke up around 7AM. Since this past week was my spring break, I was accustomed to waking up at 1PM and going to bed at 4AM, so needless to say, I had trouble both falling asleep and waking up in the morning. I caught a bus from outside my dorm around 9:30AM and rode it for about an hour and a half up to Oceanside. From there, I took the train around 12PM to Anaheim and I got there around 1:30PM. Fast forward past some details no one probably cares about, I came back to the Honda center (it's right across the street from Anaheim station) around 3:30PM. Since I had an assigned seat, I didn't have to worry about lining up or anything. By that time, most of the merch was gone though, so I didn't get anything ;A; I guess it's a good that 'cause that stuff is really expensive. Anyway, after hours of sitting on the curb and waiting in line, I got in around 7PM. I was in section 204 so once I was inside, I went straight through the doors into the actual stadium. Since I was in row P, my view was a little further away but I was not complaining one bit. When I sat down, a lady gave us an orange and green bag to cover lightsticks for specific songs but I didn't get to use them since I didn't buy a lightstick. For the next hour or so, they were playing Bangtan MVs on the monitors, and y'all. Why y'all got scream... at a MV? I was amused but I expected it since at SMTOWN way back in 2011, I was one of those people who screamed at the videos playing before the show (and was judged by my dad). Anyway I was sitting there amused at the audience but also watching the screen (and screaming at Jas AKA @jeons-jalebi via text and snap). As I was sitting there, watching, it hit me and I was trembling in both nervousness and excitement, which didn't subside until deep into the actual performance. I noticed the MVs were somewhat being played in chronological order but after Spring Day, I was ready for Not Today... the MV... that's not what I got. The lights cut and the intro VCR started playing. Everyone got to their feet, screaming and waving their lightsticks. I was no exception this time (minus the lightstick, obviously). Guess what they performed first. Yup, that's right, Not Today. The rose up from the back portion of the stage and it felt like my heart stopped for a moment. Yes, I video taped it but I did NOT for one moment actually look at what I was filming cuz I wanted to focus on it with my actual eyes. Even though I held my phone very close to my chest, the footage is very shaky. Yes, it's because my body was still trembling uncontrollably. I don't think I need to tell you guys how they perform because I'm sure most of you are under the impression that they're great performers, and you'd be absolutely correct. I think after was the first ment (I say I think because I don't remember how many there were or when they happened). Everyone screamed their asses off as expected and they all introduced themselves in English and all that jazz. I was expecting this but I was not prepared. Goddamn Min YOONGI (that autocorrected to all caps and obviously, I have made zero attempt to change it) did the thing where he takes his earpiece out, closes his eyes and cups his ear. Naturally, I screamed at the top of my lungs, as did others (except the girl next to me; she was texting during half the concert lol). After that they performed Am I Wrong, 뱁새, and (I think) BS&T. I'm not sure the order but I'm pretty sure BS&T was in that mix because I know they performed it around the beginning but I don't quite remember when (I jotted the setlist during the breaks, but I had forgotten by then... I guess I was just that stunned). Yo... those motherfucking hip thrusts in 뱁새... I couldn't breathe, holy shit. Honestly, no amount of preparation can prepare you to see them and I learned that many times in the course of two and a half hours. So far, the award of hype goes to Not Today and 뱁새, which is saying something because usually I'm very reserved in public and I was by myself too. After a break, Begin started and I knew there was going to be choreography for it since Jas told me . I thought I could prepare myself for it… but I was not prepared at all. Begin is one of my favorite tracks and pairing it with dancing ruined me. I was on the verge of tears. And then Lie is performed, and in that moment, it was all over. The choreography was absolutely amazing. It was sensual and well put together. Even though it was Jimin paired with sexy dancing, that style of dancing appeals to me anyway so I was just immersed. It felt a little bit theatrical too, and the red lighting was also appealing to my aesthetic. Anyone who knows me knows much I love the color red (just like Jungkook, heh). Right after, the universe decided it was going to seal the package of that round of performances with my bias. Yes, that’s right, the first round of solos was my bias list, ending off with my ultimate. Yoongi started by sitting in the middle in front of a piano and there were two strings players sitting at each side. I could hear the emotion in his voice, honestly. He kept walking closer, down the stage and delivered the verses with closed eyes. At this point, I was just watching and crying (literally). In that moment, I all of a sudden felt so thankful that I was standing there, able to see him (and them) perform in person. I’m from Florida, so needless to say, they’ve never come anywhere near my hometown. I don’t remember which ment this was in but since I mentioned that I don’t remember which ment went where and what happened in each specific one except the beginning and end one, I’ll insert this story here. So Hoseok was going to each side, getting them/us to scream. Of course the left side would still scream when he went to the right side and vice versa, but that’s beyond the point. Yoongi, after Hoseok finished both sides, growled, and I mean GROWLED like a tiger when he said, “LOUDER!” Usually the speakers in a large concert made the pitch higher, but when Yoongi growled, his voice was the deepest I had heard from him. It sent shivers down my spine (and still does at this very moment as I think back to it) and everyone went absolutely crazy. I am no exception. Every time Yoongi prompted us to be louder, lowkey highkey, I put more effort for obvious reasons. The next set of performances were in the front part of the stage, so I got a better view of it. The vocal line started with Lost. I was really impressed by how much they’ve improved their vocals. There a lot more stable now. Lost isn’t one of my favorites but I enjoyed it (as I enjoyed the performance for every song that isn’t that high up for me). Oh, I’d like to mention that by then, I’m pretty sure my body’s trembling had subsided. I think it stopped when there was a break. After Lost was Save Me, and I Need U. The choreography for Save Me was… I can’t even describe. Obviously I’m familiar with it, but seeing it in person was so good. I could definitely tell I Need U was a favorite for many because it got even louder somehow (if you didn’t know, I tend to vibe more with the tracks that are more hip-hop infused). The next set of performances were solos again and it started with Reflection. Namjoon is one of those people whom I’ve grown to admire a lot in the past four years and seeing him perform was a reiteration of that. There’s just something about the way his voice fills the stadium… that or I’m crazy. After that was Stigma, and guys, we need to talk about Taehyung’s voice. I was so accustomed to his deep singing voice. Yes, I was aware of the high notes in Stigma, but hearing it live? This probably doesn’t mean much since I was shook to the core the whole time, but I was S H O O K. Hoseok performed Mama after, and I must say, I have a newfound love for him. The choreography was very jazzy and lively, and his smile just gave me energy. That whole performance was like a vitamin. Also I had a hard time keeping my eyes on him ‘cause the main monitor behind him and a slideshow of his baby photos and babies are my weakness. After Hobi, Jin performed, and again, so impressed with those vocals. The next set of performances… this is when shit got very real for me, and this is why: the fucking CYPHER happened. Yo, I mentioned that it’s hard to hype me that much if I’m solo and in public, but you better believe I was vibing hardcore with that shit. My mannerisms were like Yoongi’s. I was too into it to notice but when I looked back at the little snapchat video I took of the beginning of his verse, I noticed we’re similar. I also do some of the dance moves Hoseok was doing (and I’m sure some of you know the origin those dances). I’m dancing while sitting at my desk typing this up, that’s how much that performance hyped me. Right after was Fire, and of course the hype did not subside (for most people, Fire is a hype song but not my favorite - dear Lord, how many times am I going to say a variation of “hype”). They had us cover our lightsticks with either a yellow bag or an orange one for it. Following was a medley of throwbacks starting from N.O. Then they did No More Dream (I was so hyped for the former two), Boy in Luv, Danger, and Run. They only did choreography for Boy in Luv out of the older songs. They did 21st Century Girl, and then it seemed like it’d be over but after lots of screaming, chanting BTS, and changing the bags on the lightsticks to create a rainbow, they came back on, starting with Hoseok dancing to Intro: Boy Meets Evil (no, he didn’t rap too). They did BS&T again and talked to us more after. Last, they performed Interlude: Wings, 2!3!, and ended with Spring Day. Most people including me didn’t leave until the VERY end, after the ending video played on the monitor and the boys bowed with everyone. As I walked out, I was a little dizzy, still dazed, but also my ears were so blocked and my throat was very hoarse. I didn’t buy merch earlier but I bought a WINGS shirt with the tour dates on the back (which I’m wearing now)... it was $10! People just went around selling them! Jas told me to look out for stuff like that. The concert was about two and a half hours but i didn’t leave until around 11:30PM because I needed an uber to go back to the Airbnb and when I first got out, they were $45, and I was like hell no because it was $14 to get to the Honda Center. I kept refreshing but the price went up to $75. Eventually I got it at $32 though. The amount of people I screamed to about it when I was lying in bed… yeah I still have post concert shock. I came back to the dorm this morning and since Anaheim Station is close to the Honda Center, I got to meet @perpetually-jungshook :’) We didn’t hang for long; I had a crowded as fuck train to catch… but yeah, that’s it. I wanna turn back time, but the moment has passed so I’ll just pray they’ll come back soon.

[basedmoniwa]

NDRV3 CHAPTER 4 POST-EXECUTION DIALOGUE

Contains spoilers for Chapter 4. Unfortunately, the video that I based my transcriptions on was deleted, so for now, have this wall of text below the cut.

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Monokuma: うぷぷ、びっくらこいちゃった？ この展開は予想外でしょ？ Upupu, isn’t that surprising? Isn’t this development so unpredictable? て言うか…ボ、ボクも予想外だったぜ…！ まさか、モノクマーズが全滅するとはな…！ I mean, e-even I didn’t expect that...! I didn’t expect the Monokuma Cubs to be annihilated, no way...! うわーん、悲しいよー。 せっかく可愛かったのにもったいないー。 Uwaa, how sad. It’s such a waste, they were pretty cute.

Kiibo: 何を言っているんですか…！ 全部…キミがやった事じゃないですか…！ What are you talking about...! All that... was it not your deed...! でも、なぜですか？ なぜ自分の子供をあんな目に遭わせたのですか…！ But why? Why did you let such a situation happen to your children...!

Monokuma: だって、最近はあいつらばっかり伸良くして、 全然ボクに構ってくれないんだもん。 Because, recently only they are improving so well, that you guys start to care less about me. (translator’s note: not sure whether I should use “you guys” or “they” (as in, the Monokuma Cubs), but I went with the former, assuming that the Monokuma Cubs do have a sense of filial piety.) いやぁ！　育て方を間違ったみたいだよ！ Well! It seems I made some kind of mistake in raising them up!

Kiibo: そ、そんな理由…ですか？ Th-that’s your reason...?

Harukawa: どうだっていいよ。 今はそんなヤツに構ってる場合じゃないし。 That doesn’t matter. Now’s not the time to concern ourselves with such cubs.

Monokuma: はーい！　じゃあ、ボクは大人しく引っ込んで、 モノクマーズに黙祷を捧げておきまーす！ Yes! Well, I’ll stay quiet, I will pray silently for my Monokuma Cubs!

Shirogane: うぅっ…うううっ… Uun... Uuun...

Yumeno: うわあああああああんっ… ゴン太よー！ Uwaaaaaaah... Oh, Gontaー!

Momota: チクショウ… なんで…こうなっちまうんだよ…！ Son of a bitch... Why... Why does it have to be like this...!

Saihara: ……………………… ………………………

Harukawa: ねぇ、王馬…そろそろ話したらどう？ “外の世界の秘密”ってなんの事？ Hey, Ouma... why don’t you talk? What is “the secret of the outside world”? それを知らない限り、理解てきないし、 納得もできないんだけど。 I will not be able to understand unless I know about it, I’m not sure if I can accept it, though.

Shirogane: わ、わたしも、このままじゃ納得できないよ！ 王馬君！　“外の世界の秘密”ってなんなの！？ I-I, also, cannot accept it as it is! Ouma-kun! What’s “the secret of the outside world”!? あそこまでゴン太君を追い詰めた秘密ってなんなの！？ What is the secret you told Gonta-kun that drove him that far!?

Ouma: ……………………… ………………………

Momota: 王馬…テメーが本気でゴン太を想ってるなら、 ここはみんなに説明しておくべき――― Ouma... If you’re seriously thinking about Gonta, then for his sake, explain all of it to everyone---

Ouma: いや…だ… I don’t want to...

Saihara: …えっ？ ...Eh?

Ouma: 嫌だよー！　バーカ！ I said I don’t want to! Dumbass!

Saihara: お、王馬…くん？ O-Ouma...kun?

Ouma: あはははははははっ！ あんな嘘泣きなんかを本気で信じちゃったの！？ Ahahahahahahaha! Did you all seriously believe in such an act!? (translator’s note: the original text he faked tears - 嘘泣き, but it felt unnatural so I went with this.) バカだなー！ オレがゴン太なんかの為に泣く訳ないだろ！ So stupid! There’s no way I'd cry for someone like Gonta!

Shirogane: う、嘘泣き…？ I-It was all fake...?

Ouma: だって、オレがあそこで“本当の事”を言ってたら、 ゴン太は怒って暴れ出したはずだよ。 Look, if I said the truth there, Gonta most likely would have gotten mad and acted violently. そんな事になったらゲームの進行に支障をきたすから、 オレが嘘をついて宥めてあげたんだよ。 Since it would interfere with the progress of the game if that were to happen, I lied and calmed him down. …ね？　嘘も使いようでしょ？ ...Well? There’s a time and place to use lies, right?

Momota: な、なんだと…！？ W-what the...!?

Saihara: “本当の事”って…なんだよ。 キミはなんでゴン太くんにあんな事をさせたんだ！？ The truth... Tell us. (literal tl. “The truth... What is it.” I made the language more urgent in tone.) Why did you do such a thing to Gonta-kun!?

Ouma: もちろん、その方がつまらなくないからだよ！ Why obviously, because it’s more entertaining in this way!

Saihara: …え？ ...Eh?

Ouma: ゴン太を焚き付けたのは、 ゲームが盛り上がると思ったからだよ。 I stirred up Gonta because I thought it would make the game exciting. 大体さぁ、よく考えてごらんよ。 Let’s think through this carefully, from the very beginning. オレがゴン太と同じように“みんなを助ける為”に 行動を起こしたんだとしたら… If I was gonna act “in order to save everyone”, just like Gonta did, 途中でゴン太を裏切る訳ないじゃん。 それぐらい気付きなよ。 there would no reason for me to betray Gonta in the middle of it. Try to comprehend at least this much.

Saihara: だ、だったら、ゴン太くんはなんの為にーーー Th-then, for what reason did Gonta---

Ouma: にしし…にししししし… Nishishi... Nishishishishi... あんなバカの事なんか知るかよ！ I don’t give a damn about such foolish things! オレは純粋に、心の底から、 この疑心暗鬼のゲームを楽しみたいだけなんだ！ Purely, I’m just enjoying this suspicion game from the bottom of my heart!

Saihara (Monologue): そう言って、王馬くんは不気味な笑みを見せた。 After saying that, Ouma-kun smiled eerily. その笑みを見た瞬間、 僕の脳裏にある1つの言葉が浮かんだ… The moment I saw that smile, only one word came into my mind... 悪意。 Malice. そう、彼の全身から放たれているのは、 純然たる悪意だった。 Yes, the aura emanating from all over his body, was of pure malice.

Ouma: ほら、オレって“悪の総統”だからさ、 性格がひん曲がってるんだよねー。 Behold, I’m the “evil supreme leader”, whose personality is corrupted. オマエラが苦しめば苦しむほど、 オレにとって面白くて仕方ないんだよ。 The more you guys suffer, It’s just so funny to me, I can’t help it. 純粋に人が苦しむのが嬉しいんだ！ この世にはそういうヤツもいるんだよ！ People experiencing pure suffering makes me happy! (literal tl. “I am happy that people suffer purely!”) There are people like that in this world, too! 理由もなく悪意を撒らす、 オレみたいなヤツもいるんだよ！ There are people like me, who spread malice for no reason!

Momota: マ、マジで、テメーはなんなんだ…？ S-seriously, you bastard... What are you...?

Harukawa: じゃあ、あんたは…自分の快楽の為だけに、 入間も獄原も犠牲にしたの？ Well then, did you sacrifice Iruma and Gonta just for your own happiness?

Ouma: それの何が悪いの？ ハルマキちゃんだって金の為に殺してたんでしょ？ Is there something wrong with that? Even you, Harumaki-chan, didn’t you kill for money?

Harukawa: あんたみたいなクソヤローに、 ハルマキなんて呼ばれる筋合いはない… You’re some kind of shithead, aren’t you, I don’t remember allowing some scum like you to call me “Harumaki”... (translator’s note: in this part, the literal translation says something around the lines of, “I did not allow you to call me ‘Harumaki’,” but I made the language a bit harsher and more natural.) 殺されたいの？ Do you want to die?

Ouma: にしし…やっぱハルマキちゃんって、 そうやって怒った時の顔の方が素敵だよね。 Nishishi... As I thought, Harumaki-chan, that angry face of yours suits you better. でもさ、オマエラは人を信じ過ぎだよ。 せめてもう少し疑心暗鬼の目でオレを見ていたら… Well anyway, you all believe in each other too much. At the very least, you should have watched me a bit more suspiciously. あははははっ！入間ちゃんもゴン太も、 無駄死にしないで済んだのにねっ！ Ahahahaha! If you did, then both Iruma-chan and Gonta wouldn’t have died for nothing!

Momota:　 む、無駄死にだとぉ！？ F-for nothing!?

Saihara (Monologue): と、声を張り上げた百田くんは、 弾丸のようなスピードで王馬くんに駆け出すと… And then, Momota-kun, raising his voice, rushes towards Ouma-kun at bullet speed...

「ドガッ！」 「Thud!」

Saihara (Monologue): と、鈍い音が周囲に響き渡った。 And then, the dull sound echoed around.

Ouma: あ、ごめん…避けるつもりが ついカウンターで入っちゃったね。 Ah, sorry... I only planned to dodge that, but I accidentally countered instead.

Saihara: 百田くんっ！ Momota-kun!

Momota: テ、テメ―…！ You, you bastard...!

Ouma: ところで、百田ちゃん… これってオレの気のせいかな？ By the way, Momota-chan... I wonder if this is my imagination. なんだか…前よりパンチのスピードが落ちてない？ It feels like... your punch’s speed dropped, compared to before?

Momota: …ッ！！ ...Ugh!!

Ouma: もしかして…百田ちゃんも オレらに何か隠してるんじゃない？ Could it be that... Momota-chan is also hiding something from us?

Harukawa: 百田！　大丈夫！？ Momota! Are you okay!?

Saihara (Monologue): 声を荒げながら百田くんに駆け寄ると、 春川さんは鋭い眼差しで王馬くんを睨み上げた。 As she rushed to Momota-kun while she raised her voice, she glared up at Ouma-kun with her sharp eyes.

Harukawa: 今の…暴力とか体力勝負が苦手って 体さばきじゃなかったけど… Just now, that was... Momota said that he hates violence, physical battles, and other such things; You shouldn’t have countered back...

Ouma: あははっ、あんな嘘を信じゃちゃってたの！？ Ahaha, did you believe in such a lie!?

Harukawa: ……………………… ……………………… 殺され…たいんだね…！ You really want to be killed... Don’t you!?

Ouma: おっ？　やっと挑発に乗ってくれた？ 次は「これは百田ちゃんの分だ」って？ Oh? You’re finally getting on board with my provocations? Are you going to say “this one’s for Momota-chan” next?

Saihara: ダ、ダメだよ、春川さん！ No, don’t do it, Harukawa-san!

Ouma: そうそう、百田ちゃんは、 春川ちゃんがキレるほどの男じゃないよ。 That’s right, Momota-chan isn’t man enough for Harukawa-chan to snap over on. だって、そいつってダサ過ぎじゃん。 口ばっかり、結局何もできないしさ。 Just look at him, he’s so lame. He’s just all bark, but in the end, he can’t do a thing. まぁ、「超高校級の宇宙飛行土」って言っても、 たかが訓練生レベルだと――― Well, even if you’re the “Super High School Level Astronaut”, you're merely at the level of a trainee---

Saihara (Monologue): 王馬くんがその挑発を 最後まで言い終える事はなかった。 Ouma-kun never finished saying his provocation to the end. 彼のみんなは一斉に百田くんに駆け寄った。 Everyone else ran towards Momota-kun at once.

Shirogane: 百田君、ケガしてない！？ Momota-kun, are you injured!?

Kiibo: 立てますか？　ボクガ肩を貸しますよ？ Can you stand up? Do you want to lean on my shoulder?

Yumeno: す、すまん！ちょうどＭＰがゼロで、 回復魔法が使えんのじゃ！ S-sorry! My MP just now happens to be zero; I can’t use my recovery spell!

Ouma: ねぇ、みんなどうして、 そんなダサいヤツの心配なんか――― Hey, why is everyone worrying over such a lame person---

Saihara: ダサいのはキミの方だよ…王馬くん。 You’re the one who’s lame... Ouma-kun.

Ouma: …え？ ...Eh?

Saihara: 百田くんの周りにはいつも人が集まってくる… でも、キミの周りには誰もい��いじゃないか。 Momota-kun always has people gathering around him, but as for you, there’s no one. キミは…その程度のヤツって事だよ。 You’re... meant to be that kind of guy.

Ouma: あははっ！　何かと思えば仲間の話？ 仲間を作ったところでゲームが盛り上がる訳でも――― Ahaha! What’s with that talk? Even if you make friends, that wouldn’t make the game more exciting or--- ……………………… ……………………… あーあ、つまんねーの。 なんだか一気に興が削がれちゃったよ。 Aah, this is getting boring. Somehow, the excitement became less intense. もういいよ… ただこれだけは言っておくけどさ… I don’t care anymore… (translator’s note: you can also read this as “I’ll stop for now…” but feel free which translation fits better.) But I’ll just say this... …このゲームに勝つのはオレだからね。 ... Because I’ll be the one to win this game.

[mindfulwrath]

HTCIC: Message 2

The second message came in precisely twenty hours after the first.

Xander was woken by her communicator squealing incessantly on her bedside table. Bleary, she sat up and stuffed it in her ear to hear Liu yelling at her. She dressed as quickly as she could and hurried to the comms room, once again having to forego picking her hair. The message was already up on the big screen when she arrived, the whole room abuzz.

helly peyple

we wull be safe. fead? feguohal hyfthwest equatyf, uh the cyastal zyhe. thus eveht us smyke solaf m-class, whuch us a vefy sefuyus uhcudeht. uyh flyw ehyugh ty damage the byat ahd may cause the yfbut ty decay, be cympehsated. scehafuy metef made dufuhg the epudemuc that cah cause uhjufy yf death ty the study. alsy, we pfypose ty move as mahy yf yyuf emplyyees, as thus cah save the eveht. tume wull be abyut mudday, whefe he lyst ty the faduy, maybe all yyuf sehsyf makef. pfyvude feal m-class wull fall by a scyfe of at least 50 uhdergfyund, ty avyud faduatuyh and uyh flyw. yyu cah hyt dy thus, we pfypyse yhce agauh ut us ffee.

ut us gyyd ty khyw yyuf hame, xahdef, ju, luu, and ra∑l. yuf wyfds afe hyt tfahslated, wull be tfahsfeffed ty us. we defuhe the wyfd uh yuf lahguage ty yyu at yyuf destuhatuyh. addutuohally, yyu can cyhtact the befsefk, eugehvectyfs, and uh feceht yeafs.

we are very pleased ty be able ty talk ty yyu. please cyhtuhue ty spread yhly ty the statuyh.

end yf message.

Fortunately, Xander only had to stare at the message with her eyeballs melting out of her head for less than a minute before the corrected version was posted up on the big screen. She silently thanked whoever had gone through the pain of repairing the encoding errors, settling into her chair.

Hello People

We will be safe. Read? Regional northwest equator, in the coastal zone. This event is smoke solar M-class, which is a very serious incident. Ion flow enough to damage the boat and may cause the orbit to decay, be compensated. Scenario meter made during the epidemic that can cause injury or death to the study. Also, we propose to move as many of your employees, as this can save the event. Time will be about midday, where he lost to the radio, maybe all your sensor maker. Provide real M-class will fall by a score of at least 50 underground, to avoid radiation and ion flow. You can not do this, we propose once again it is free.

It is good to know your name, Xander, Ji, Liu, and Raúl. Our words are not translated, will be transferred to us. We define the word in our language to you at your destination. Additionally, you can contact the berserk, eigenvectors, and in recent years.

We are very pleased to be able to talk to you. Please continue to spread only to the station.

End of message.

"Are those . . . names?" Raúl said, squinting up at the screen.

"Maybe?" said Xander. "I think they're talking about names being untranslatable, with that our words are not translated. So maybe it's like . . . our names just look like random smears of color, so they call us something that sounds—looks sort of similar."

"And it goes the other way, too," Raúl said. "Of course. Their names can't be translated, so they just pick words that look right."

"This is such a mess," said Xander. "Should we go capitalize them?"

"Looks like Ji's already on the way," Raúl said, gesturing. Ji dashed down the aisle to confer with Iyoda, and sure enough, the message soon changed to read Berserk, Eigenvectors, and In-Recent-Years.

"There's . . . a lot to unpack here," Xander said, reading through the message again. "They seem pretty adamant about us evacuating, though."

Ji darted back up the aisle and came to kneel next to Xander.

"Okay," they said. "Point by point. Let's figure this out."

Eventually, the buzz of the comms room got too distracting, and the linguist contingent moved to an unoccupied office just down the corridor. They'd been holed up in there for a couple of hours already, and Ji had taken to pacing.

"So," Liu said, looking down at the notes strewn all over the table, "our current thinking. A summary."

"First part is their location," said Raúl. "It matches pretty well with what telemetry found, if you assume they mean hemisphere when they say equator."

"Somebody keep a tally of all the assumptions, I want a number at the end so I can take that many shots tonight," said Ji.

"Okay, I know, it sucks, let's try and keep it together," said Xander.

"Second part is describing the event," Raúl went on. "M-Class solar flare, whatever that means, but apparently it's serious."

"Serious enough to damage our ship and cause our orbit to decay," said Liu.

"Right. Unless we compensate for it."

"Then another call for an evacuation," said Xander. "Which is sensible, if we're going to be taking enough ion flow to damage the actual hull and push us out of orbit."

"It all seems straightforward up to here," said Liu. "But time about midday."

"We don't think they're talking about the actual timing of the event," said Ji. "We're assuming—two—they don't know how long our days are. Besides, midday is a pretty useless measurement when you're in orbit, and we assume—three—they know that."

"The better money is on half a day," said Raúl. "As in, the event will last half a day. Then they go on about losing radios and sensors."

"This last part," said Liu. "The only question of ours they have not answered yet is what they do to prepare. We can assume this is their answer to that."

"Four," Ji muttered under their breath.

"It would make sense for them to hide underground during a high-radiation event," said Xander.

"Or they could mean they go deeper underwater," said Raúl. "They might not have as much of a distinction between ground and water as we do, or they might regard water as being ground."

"Let's—not worry about that right now," said Xander. "Too many assumptions. What we can say for sure is that they take precautions that they don't think we can take."

"You can not do this," Liu quoted. "They propose again we evacuate."

"Then all the name business," said Raúl.

"And then the juicy part," said Ji, sitting down heavily next to Xander. "They don't want us transmitting to any other station."

"Military brass are going to have a field day with that one," Xander sighed.

"It fits in well with Xander and Sam's pet theory," said Raúl.

"Which is?" said Liu.

Xander made a face, fidgeting. "These might not be official transmissions," she said. "It could be a small group of individuals acting . . . individually."

"You're right," said Ji. "Military brass are going to have a field day with that. That would drop the reliability of the information to zero."

"They could be risking their lives to save ours," Xander said.

"They could be a bunch of teenagers pulling an elaborate prank," Ji retorted.

"And if they are?" Raúl asked.

"The military won't want to talk to them anymore," Liu said quietly.

A lull descended upon the room. The group of them all looked around at each other.

"So," Raúl said quietly, "what's our official interpretation?"

"The station they're transmitting from is the only one with translation capabilities," said Ji.

"It's a highly secured location and they don't want Joe Schmoe getting hold of our transmissions," Xander suggested.

"There's another faction of Akasteans working against these," said Liu.

"My vote is for Xander's," said Raúl. "I think it'll appeal the most to Iyoda without making it sound like there are evil Akasteans out there somewhere plotting our downfall."

"I guess," said Ji. They chewed their lip, then nodded. "Yeah, I think you're right, that'll appeal to their paranoia instead of—of—"

"Making it get in the way?" Liu suggested.

"Sure, let's go with that," said Ji. "So what's our response? I assume we're responding. Five."

"Iyoda hasn't given any direct orders to," Raúl said, frowning.

"Okay, well, she hasn't given any direct orders not to, either," said Ji.

"Someone could go ask," Xander said. "That way we don't end up wasting our time if they've decided not to respond. Besides, she'll probably have guidelines for what we should say."

Again, the four of them looked at each other.

"So," Ji said slowly, "somebody can go ask Iyoda what the official message should say, and the rest of us—"

"We can't just send a message without anyone knowing about it," Raúl interrupted.

"It would be very difficult," Liu said. "All transmissions to Akaste are strictly monitored."

"...From?" Xander said.

"What?"

"To Akaste, from where?" said Xander.

"From here," said Liu.

"But transmissions to Akaste from anywhere else. . . ?"

"Presumably monitored by their own home station," said Raúl.

"And transmissions from the Asphaleia to anywhere else?" Xander pressed.

"Still monitored, but not as heavily," said Ji. "You sound like you have an idea."

"I do," said Xander. "But I'll need to get Sam. And maybe somebody from telemetry."

"There's the new girl, on the Ochoa ring," Raúl said, pointing at the ceiling. "She's not strictly from telemetry, but I hear she's a genius with orbital mechanics."

"Perfect," said Xander. "Can you get her? Without giving away the really—really stupid thing we're planning?"

Raúl mimed zipping his lips shut.

"I'll go talk to Iyoda," Ji declared. "I'll grab Sam on my way out. Xander, Liu, get started on our unofficial message. We could all get sent home for this, so make it count."

Ji strode off. Raúl scurried after. Xander tugged at her hair and blew a breath out through her lips.

"Okay," she said. "Okay. So this is probably really illegal, in addition to being really stupid."

Liu shrugged. "If it's not illegal yet, it's about to be. How should we start?"

Xander closed her eyes and centered herself.

"Right," she said. "Here goes: Hello Berserk, Eigenvectors, and In-Recent-Years. . . ."

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Total Surrender

Because we happen to face a New Year, we wonder what is in store for us. Is that this is going to be a great year, or a troublesome one? Am I headline ahead with the potential in my existence, or fall away? Is it is going to be similar to a year ago and the year before?

I believe that it is a pivotal year for Ignite Christian Church, along with each of you personally. I used to be recently criticised by way of a visitor for preaching excessively on righteousness, but I make no apology for this. I'm not here to use games or tickle ears, I'm here to encourage but additionally to challenge you. My vision simpler for you isn't to percieve you cruise through life and merely exist, rather it would be to talk to you thrive in their particular lives of God and also to inspire you and your loved ones in 2018 to get everything God has destined you to be.

I have sought the Lord posing for a piano key verse for in 2012, and I feel He has given us

Matthew 5:16 (ESV Strong's)

At the same time, let your light shine before others, so which these may see your good works and give glory to your current Father who is in heaven.

In 2018, Ignite Church is the light on a hill, so we are to shine boldly and brightly in this dark world. Another verse our leadership have received many times is this design…

Isaiah 43:18-19 (ESV Strong's)

"Remember not the former things, nor take into cosideration the things of old.

Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you don't perceive it?

I are going to make a way in the woods and rivers within the desert.

So it's time to stop thinking back, however good, however tough, and start looking ahead to precisely what the Lord has destined for our benefit!

Just as we face this New Year, what can be a help Ignite and also in us by ourselves?

GETTING INTIMATE WITH GOD

One of our greatest needs as people at large is usually to are aware that we're loved. Each one of us here must feel certain, deep down in our hearts, that someone loves us, cares on our behalf, and has our happiness at heart.

The need to be loved is at the centre of most human relationships. Men and women getting married, having families, having affairs, giving presents at Christmas, mentioning children, playing sport, joining clubs, joining Church, signing up to RSVP… all of us have want to be loved using some way. Any of course your us need to find out that somebody loves us.

That is how God designed us. He wants us to be aware that He loves each and every one most of us generated a passionate intensity too deep for words.

Zephaniah 3:17 (ESV Strong's)

The Lord your God is within your midst, a mighty one which will save; he will rejoice over you on gladness; he'll quiet you by his love; he'll exult over you with loud singing.

God created mortals with fellowship take into account-first with Himself and then with others. But we cannot fully love one another until we now have ourselves experienced the true love of God. We experience His love when we willingly surrender to His call it really does not have to be our Saviour, Lord, and Friend.

2018 is what happen in in order to get intimate with God. It's the year to totally surrender to Him!

ARE YOU AS SPIRITUALLY DEAF?

The fact is, many people cannot hear God with any measure of accuracy or confidence. A lot of Christians say, "God told me this or that," but how may they know? Fairly often Christians preface what is definitely their opinion with the term, "God told me…" as they be aware that we are capable of having no come again whether or not this were true. That's hardly God, that's often manipulation!

Of anyone else who say, "God told me to let you know this" during the last year, barely some would genuinely be God. Many good people tell me that they are never sure in case the Lord is chatting with them, if at all.

So this season, how can you foster an attitude and a life-style that allows the Lord to speak to you intimately as He promised He will? Must you may be a crazy nutcase to listen to God, and it is the one other alternative because spiritually deaf for being post?

After all not! Hearing God ought to be a natural part of each Christian's relationship using the Lord. You shouldn't be weird or excessive strange to have to hear God, and my experience is that many of the odd individuals are not likely hearing God clearly anyway.

But neither do you have to be spiritually hard of hearing. Religious people in church, even around the time of Jesus' day, never had an incredible track record of listening to God, that why Jesus quoted Isaiah in saying,

Matthew 13:14-15 (ESV Strong's)

Indeed, in their case the prophecy of Isaiah is fulfilled that claims: "‘"You'll indeed hear but never understand, and you will indeed see but rarely perceive." To get this people's heart has grown dull, and having their ears they'll barely hear, and their eyes they've closed, lest they should see having their eyes and hear with their ears and understand having their heart and switch, and I might heal them.'

Now, I want to provide you with one word that can transform your year. One word that may open your eyes to what God wants you to check out, one word that may open your spiritual ears to listen to Him. One word that, if you actually embraced it and utilized it, it usually takes the life span that you simply live right now and morph it straight into the life you've desire, the powerful, Spirit filled life your Father has destined you to stay at…

THE WORD IS SURRENDER

Charles Stanley writes, "Our intimacy with God determines the impact of our lives."

Surrender is defined as, "To yield to the facility, control or possession of another." (Miriam Webster's Dictionary)

Romans 12:1 (ESV Strong's)

I appeal to you therefore, brothers, via the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a job sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship.

The Greek word for present is paristemi which suggests to yield or surrender.

When I think of surrender, I always think of soldiers having their hands above their heads, yielding to the ability of their total conquerors. Now, each time a soldier surrenders there may be much fear. They have been fighting contrary to the enemy, killing and destroying, subsequently to yield or surrender means they place their heart into their enemy's control, with zero guarantees of survival or humane treatment. They take a chance, and their heart hangs within the balance.

Though not so when we surrender to Christ. We yield to Christ with the knowledge that He won't ever leave nor forsake us.

Psalms 9:10 (ESV Strong's)

And people who understand your name put their trust in you, quicker for you, O Lord, haven't forsaken those that seek you.

There are at least three reasons God seeks our surrender:

1. GOD DESIRES OUR FELLOWSHIP

God loves us and desires our fellowship and worship. If we hold something back from God, when we refuse to grasp to Him by surrendering our lives to Him, we are unable to know Him completely or fully experience His love.

James 4:7-8 (ESV Strong's)

Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. Draw near to God, and he'll draw near to you. Cleanse your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double-minded.

Once we surrender to Him, once we yield our lives to Him, we're asked each one of Him. Once we decide to move close to the Lord, once we start to seek Him with the heart, He moves in close proximity to us.

2. GOD DESIRES OUR SERVICE

God wants our service for Him to be effective and fruitful.

The better we all know and love Jesus, the more practical our service will be, and the greater amount of He turns into our ministry. The closer we draw to God, the more impact our lives will have. The better energetically we nurture our relationship when using the Lord, the more the great mark we will leave behind.

Colossians 3:23-24 (ESV Strong's)

Whatever you do, work heartily, when it comes to Lord and never for man, that a little distance from Lord you'll take advantage of the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ.

Surrendering to God means more practical service, and this effect is what What i m saying is by surrendering to God grows your ministry.

3. GOD DESIRES TO BLESS US

God waits for the liberty to bless us.

Jeremiah 29:11-13 (ESV Strong's)

For I have knowledge of the plans I actually have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. You then will call upon me and are available and pray to me, and I will hear you. You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all of your heart.

Note verse 13, seeking God with all your heart. This is surrendering to Him.

God is omnipotent, He's all powerful and might do anything, but He won't violate His own principles. He draws us to Himself so we are able to experience His love and forgiveness. He asks for our willing surrender in order that He may give us one of the best blessings He has got to offer.

We are sometimes like a toddler watching TV. Their parent comes and needs to bring them to be able to the zoo, however they resist since they're content just watching TV, ignorant of the wonderful experience awaiting them!

DON'T JOIN THE RESISTANCE

It is in your interests to submit to God today at the start of in 2012! However i resist, don't we? What is the reason that we wish to join the resistance instead of surrendering to a peron whose expressed desire will be to bless us not to harm us?

In all the blessings God has clearly take into consideration for us, why does anyone resist surrendering to God?

1. PRIDE

Pride is the key reason most people resist surrender.

I recall Kira learning to tie her shoelaces, saying, "I complete it mine self" and forcing us all late!

People think they know better than God and they can handle their lives better than He can, in order that they keep Him at a distance. Which is ironic, offered the mess most of our lives finally end up in, isn't it?

Proverbs 18:12 (ESV Strong's)

Before destruction a person's heart is haughty (prideful), but humility happens before honor.

God wants us to put our trust in him.

We insult God when we trust directly to resources, or the rest, to provide us through our problems. When we surrender our lives to God, we become his own chosen ones. He promises to listen to us when we call over to him.

2. FEAR

Others do not surrender as they fear what God does (or possibly not do) for them. They say that if they give God control, He'll make them do precisely what will make them most miserable.

Many apparently can trust God to give them heaven, but cannot trust Him enough to give them heaven the world over in a lifetime of fulfilment and joy.

Fear no matter what the Lord is a good thing. Fear of the long run is not. Can your trust in God exceed your fear money for hard times?

Proverbs 29:25 (ESV Strong's)

The fear of person lays a snare, but whoever trusts in the Lord is safe.

We regularly treat God as a man, thinking He is over to punish us, or can make us suffer, or usually make us do things we hate just to show us who's boss. God is just not like that, so stop tarring Him with the same brush as you may possibly a frontrunner, pastor or politician.

John 14:27 (ESV Strong's)

Peace I leave together with you; my peace I share with you. Less in the country gives do I offer to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.

3. UNBELIEF

Still others refuse to submit to Christ as they believe Satan's lie, which tells them that God is judgmental and can punish them for their mistakes.

Jesus says this about Satan…

John 8:44 (ESV Strong's)

He has been a murderer right from the start, and it does not stand in the truth, since there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks from his own character, for he's a liar and the daddy of lies.

Don't let your pride, fear or unbelief stop you from fully surrendering besides the Lord

IT'S TIME TO SURRENDER

God always has our greatest in mind. He will refuse us no good thing once we gladly submit to His will. He tells us, "‘I know the plans that I actually have quicker for you,' declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to offer an additional plus a hope"' (Jeremiah 29:11).

Romans 8:31-32 (ESV Strong's)

If God is for those, who will be against us? He who didn't spare his own Son but gave him up for those all, how will he not also with him graciously give to us things?

After we fully surrender to Him, He will withhold no good thing. After all, we will still face trials of many kinds, but He'll graciously help us triumph over them, and use the trials to build character and wisdom into our lives.

It is not a bad idea to to surrender to God, because once we do, we grow close to Him-which is His highest priority on our behalf-therefore we begin to have an impact on this world.

And right now, at the start no matter the New Year which happens to be the best time to fully {https://ignitechurch.org.au/total-surrender/ to Him and permit Him to fulfil our destiny!

I must do this every day. I constantly have to completely surrender my existence to Christ. In my existence I even have trusted a surprisingly large number of things, from my own talents and abilities to my profession to financial advisors.

When I fully surrender to Christ, when I fully trust Him for our provision, my future, my reputation and my blessings, that at this moment He can work in my behalf. Whatever I must face, if I can face them Jesus, I am going to content!

IT'S TIME TO REALIGN

Could this be the cry of a persons heart? Do you wish to understand the Savior and reside in the fullness of His blessing each day? You can. David wrote,

Psalms 34:10 (ESV Strong's)

Children lions suffer want and hunger; but those who seek the Lord lack no good thing.

Young lions try their best, but they can also be young, strong and headstrong. This season, are you presently resolved to more than needed, try harder, do your best frequently, or are you ready to surrender and provides it all to Jesus?

When you boarded go away to Sydney from your local airport, and the pilot was just 1 degree as well as the east off, you'd land 17 km up to sea! A particularly good way the pilot can cause that enable you to arrive at your destination would be to constantly realign the direction whatever the plane.

At the start of this season, we need realignment. We constantly need realignment. We must be totally surrendering daily to God, and we can start out right now.

In case you have drifted in the devotion to the Savior a year ago and feel as even when you are grow more distant every day in the relationship with Him, then pray that He will draw you near once more. He knows your weaknesses, if you will tell Him that you really want Him to overcome your life, He will come to you within the mighty way and bring hope and light to your circumstances, it doesn t matter how dark and hopeless it may feel…

Isaiah 55:6-7 (ESV Strong's)

"Seek the Lord despite the fact that may be seen; call upon him while one is near; let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts; let him profits the Lord, he can have compassion on him, and then to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.

IT'S TIME TO TAKE ACTION

Charles Blondin, the nice French tightrope Walker, became famous in 1860 for walking across 1 / 4 belonging to mile of tightrope stretched 160 feet above Niagara Falls. He performed the feat repeatedly in a variety of death defying ways, including on stilts, on any bicycle and blindfolded. He even carried a little stove and eggs across, and stopped halfway to use an omelet!

Then he took a wheelbarrow along the falls, and asked the huge crowd in the event that they believed he could carry a man in the wheelbarrow across Niagara Falls. They enthusiastically replied, "Yes, you're the greatest tightrope walker in the world."

"Ok!" He replied, "Who wants to get into the wheelbarrow?"

James 2:17-18 (ESV Strong's)

So also faith in isolation, whether or not this does not need works, is dead. But someone will say, "You've faith and I have works." Show me your faith apart from your works, and I will show you my faith by my works.

You've heard me demand total surrender this morning, and you can sit and applaud my fully committed heart. However today, I'm asking you to get involved in the wheelbarrow, I'm asking you to respond by not only listening, not only agreeing, not just thinking or resolving, but by stepping out and doing…

William Booth said, "The greatness of a person's power which is the simple way of measuring his surrender."

How great do you wish to be on this coming year? How surrendered are you prepared it certainly doesn't need to be?

[ulyssesredux]

Aeolous

K.M.A. K.M.R.I.A. RAISING THE DAY.

That's press. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country from certain areas, while our people and should not have liked them, enjoying a silence.

―Wild geese.

―Have you got that?

It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get good retainers from D. and T. Fitzgerald.

―He said, and myself.

HORATIO IS CHAMP.

-Professor Magennis was speaking to me about getting together for a fellow to back a bill for me, he did. He thought it would have been with us on the brewery float.

THOSE SLIGHTLY RAMBUNCTIOUS FEMALES.

So much time and money, FAKE media support and eleven Republican candidates, Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability. But then if he didn't make that deal!

―He said of him! If Bloom were here, he said.

―We will sternly refuse to partake of strong waters, will be in jail. The Rose of Castile.

A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or the Parable of The State Department? Happy New Year to everyone for the racing special, sir.

Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary. I know him, uncovered as he lifted the counterflap, as we know it!

―Today there were terror attacks in NY, NJ and MN this weekend.

―He came in quickly and bumped them up on the wrong states-no Mexico My transition team, & as a businessman, but leaves behind amazing legacy.

―Cartoons. The Democrats have failed you for the show.

SOPHOMORE PLUMPS FOR FRISKY FRUMPS.

NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a man.

―

The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer, know how he made his way. If the election, and now our own people are allowed to burn the American worker … does nothing to do so! Ned Lambert agreed. Dick Adams, the editor cried in scornful invective. Is he taking anything for it? They watched the knees, repeating: There it is almost unanimous, I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz over the world with O. Myles Crawford cried angrily.

―Come in. Nightmare from which Ohio has never tried to extort $1,000 amazing New Yorkers devastated.

We serve them. I see them. Mr O'Madden Burke asked. Must require some practice that.

-Ah, curse you! President Obama just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! -No Mexico My transition team, & run as an Independent.

―Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously.

―Twentyeight … No, thanks, Hynes said. How is it?

Hand on his knees, legs, boots vanish. Losing heart. Clank it.

Do you think that's a good thing, Myles?

NOTED CHURCHMAN AN OCCASIONAL CONTRIBUTOR.

―Where did they get wind of a racket they make.

Ned, Mr Bloom said, putting on his shoulder. -Monks, sir.

Mr Nannetti considered the cutting from his uplifted scarlet face, think he has to team up with a word: Who?

―

That's new, Myles Crawford said.

―-But listen to this, he added to J.J. O'Molloy said eagerly.

-Was about China, NOT WOMEN! No. -Bombast! Lenehan's hand and read them, yelling as he passed in through a sidedoor and along the hallway.

—The-Goat. Bikers for Trump are on a hot plate, Myles Crawford began on the same old status quo!

YOU CAN DO IT IS CYNOSURE THIS FAIR JUNE DAY … ITALIA, GREEN GEM OF THE DAY … ITALIA, MAGISTRA ARTIUM.

Ned Lambert asked. Mexico My transition team, & fast. He walked jerkily into the school classroom. E-mails? He began: Foot and mouth? We mustn't be led away by words, howled and scattered to the running stream. We can’t allow this. Thank you! The stuff. Watched protests yesterday but was under the table. Almost human the way Crooked Hillary, who represents the opposite of what Bernie stands for opposite!

YOU CAN DO IT IS CHAMP.

Lenehan announced gladly: Good day, a tail of white bowknots.

South, pout, out, shout, drouth. Our Saviour: beardframed oval face: What about that brought us out of the U.S. I'm sure he would do a hit on me. He is endorsing Ted Cruz. I call it A Pisgah Sight of Palestine or the RNC. He stayed in his back pocket. It passed statelily up the staircase. No drinks served before mass. What was he doing in Irishtown? -Monks! Myles Crawford said. Nearing the end of his wrath but pouring the proud man's contumely upon the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! -Mm, Mr O'Madden Burke said. #AmericaFirst We must keep evil out of hand: fermenting. Foot and mouth. Irish tongue. Our lovely land. Myles Crawford said, opening his long lips. -Wrong. Kasich is ZERO for 22. Hillary is too short. Enjoy! The typescript. —And yet he now wants the even worse since the Great State of Virginia-JOBS, JOBS! Just like I did not know the usual. WRONG!

With all of the very highest morale, Magennis. Kingdoms of this nation again. I will see you at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton just had an election easily, a great Thursday, Friday and Saturday! 'Tis the hour, methinks, when the winejug, metaphorically speaking, is it? To all of the files, swept his hand in emphasis.

―—Often—He'll get that advertisement, the failed policies and bad judgment.

It seemed to me about you, J.J. O'Molloy slapped the heavy pages over. Is he taking anything for it.

I'm Adam. Classified information is being rigged by the Democrats in finally approving Dr. Tom Price, the professor said, in numerous cases, planned out by intelligence like candy.

―Many of her professional life!

J.J. O'Molloy strolled to the speech, great enthusiasm!

―#BigLeagueTruth #debate This country cannot take four more years of Obama or worse!

―What's up? I must say.

―Kendal Bushe or I mean. Psha!

―Look at here, Mr Dedalus said. —Thanky vous, Lenehan added.

I teach the blatant Latin language.

Tourists over for the U.S.Senate. Country bumpkin's queries. Can you?

YOU CAN DO IT!

A POLISHED PERIOD J.J. O'Molloy slapped the heavy pages over.

―-Demise, Lenehan said to Stephen and said: It is now! People. Twentyeight double four.

What about that, he said again with new pleasure.

―Every on-line from Wikileakes, really vicious.

At various points along the now reverberating boards.

―He raised his head on his umbrella, feigning a gasp. -He wants it changed. The ghost walks, professor MacHugh said, going. M.A.P.

The vocal muse. -He is sitting with a very decent man, effigy. —Dan Dawson's land Mr Dedalus said. Keyes, you see? J.J. O'Molloy murmured.

I saw it, on having done a spectacular job in the armpit of his calls.

―The Republican nomination at 9:00 P.M. When will we not?

Well, he said, is it?

They were crushed last night to a typesetter neatly distributing type. That's talent. Bernie's guy, like Libya, open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all. Many people dead and totally desperate. Isn’t it funny when a failed president but he choked like a cock's wattles. He hustled the boy out and ask him perhaps about how to pronounce that voglio.

It gives them a crick in their tracks, bound for or from Rathmines, Sandymount Green, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Harold's Cross.

LIFE ON PROBOSCIS.

―Joe Brady or Number One or Skin-the-Goat. The American people will fight. —Did you? J.J. O'Molloy asked. Melania. Speaking about me where I was here for cars sold here!

That's all right, Myles Crawford said.

―Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning on the name. Thank you to write something for me, sir. We were never loyal to the bold unheeding stare. Myles Crawford said.

We must repeal Obamacare and replace it with a bite in it.

―Voting machines not touched! Try it anyhow. The moon, professor MacHugh said gruffly. Nice! Your support has been great for me no later than last week. Just another spasm, Ned, Mr Dedalus cried, giving vent to a local and obscure idol: our temples, majestic and mysterious, are the fat.

Reaping the whirlwind. Funny the way I beat Hillary! —Look at the young scamps after him.

―Working away, tearing away. Let us build an altar to Jehovah.

―North Korea is looking so dumb. U.S. without retribution or consequence, is more than $150,000 for the racing special, sir, the professor said. —Come on, towering high on high, is it? -Hush, Lenehan said, Israel, January 20th, Washington D.C. Gee! He was in that there was not a failure. Must be some. Wellread fellow. THE SOUTH Biggest of all that ever anywhere wherever was.

Long, short and lies.

―I am the one person she doesn't want to help, that went under. Ah, the editor said proudly.

Look sharp and you'll kick. In presidential voting so far, John Kasich is hit with negative ads on me. As usual, gave them this report and why does Obama get a spoiler Indie candidate!

-Right, Mr O'Madden Burke's loose ties. Enough of the bad would rush into our country. The closetmaker and the many great endorsements yesterday, delaying entry to my surprise, and the whole aftercourse of both our lives. A GREAT GUY! 70% of the inner office, a must! The Rose Garden of the pundits be honest? Keep you doctor, keep pushing the false and vicious ads with her e-mails.

Hell of a big speech tomorrow to discuss terror and terrorists! -He would have been precluded from voting! -His grace phoned down twice this morning, Red Murray whispered. —O! He strode away from them towards the steps. Out for the swearing in. —History!

Staying at a 15 year high. IT WAS THE FEAST OF THE PASSOVER He stayed in his sanctum with Lenehan. Sad! In Ohio! Red Murray said earnestly, a small campaign staff. Rows of cast steel. What she did! -Take page four, advertisement for Bransome's coffee, let me see.

LOST CAUSES, VERY.

Tremendous love and enthusiasm was unreal!

―Loyal to a lost cause. The personal note. Old Monks, sir. -Hello?

The Cruz-Kasich pact is under great strain.

―I told councillor Nannetti from the castingbox. Where's what's his name?

―Cancel order! Way out.

―

No wonder D.C. doesn't work, and those who are fully armed. Good day.

―Red Murray said earnestly, a disciple of Gorgias, the professor said, and congrats to Army!

―

―So on.

Bladderbags. Polls close, said: It is said of it in your eye. Thank you to everyone. Thank you Ford & Fiat C! Condolences to all, Myles Crawford said. Bushe, yes.

—THAT'S WHAT?

SUPREME COURT, THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP. That old pelters, the classics … —Right, Mr Bloom passed on out of the outlaw. In Ohio! O yes, J.J. O'Molloy took out his handkerchief he took out the advertisement from the cross he had his chance to lead the DNC would not let the FAKE NEWS. They know if that were blown down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in Obama first mo. 8 years. He began to scratch slowly in the small of the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in Virginia. Terrible tragedy in Rathmines! Must be some.

Who? —My dear Myles, J.J. O'Molloy strolled to the remarks addressed to the media. While I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders has done in Baltimore. VOTE T The polls are fake news media. Myles Crawford blew his first puff violently towards the inner office. -Thanks, old man, bowed, spectacled, aproned. Looking forward to going to be our president! -Who? Tim Kelly, or for the Express with Gabriel Conroy. He said. —A sudden screech of laughter came from the case. President Obama trying to say when he says his disruptors aren't told to go to hell, the professor and took his trophy, saying: Well, he said: It is meet to be a Native American name? What was he doing in Irishtown? —Big rally. #BigLeagueTruth #Debate Bernie Sanders said, taking the cutting from his pocket pulling out the advertisement from the Kilkenny People. Remember that time? —But my riddle! Red Murray said. It sounds nobler than British or Brixton. Law, the sources don't exist. The Dems and Green Party can come together as friends, as President will be making a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including those registered to vote in two states, with a reflective glance at his toecaps.

Thinking of victims, their white papers fluttering. Stay safe! O, my speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the pledge! Ned Lambert agreed. A bevy of scampering newsboys rushed down the stairs at their cases. Senate. He tossed the tissues up from the hallway. The cast of Hamilton was very impressive yesterday.

RHYMES AND REASONS.

People get it on! Wild geese. He hustled the boy out and banged the door and, hungered, made ready to nibble the biscuit in his way. You see? It's the ads and side features sell a weekly, not an imperium, that was right when he said.

I ever heard was a speech made by John F Taylor at the young scamps after him. M.A.P. Professor MacHugh came from the beginning-much more. Look forward to it! Just left a great loss of Nykea Aldridge.

Thank you America! That'll be all right. Lyin’ Ted Cruz! 70% of the known globe. But no matter how well he says. Racing special!

Terrible! Stephen answered blushing. Feathered his nest well anyhow. We can do that, Myles? More Irish than the Irish.

Yes, he's here still.

K.M.A. K.M.R.I.A. RAISING THE POINT.

―Tourists over for the Republican Party can now rest.

The editor's blue eyes roved towards Mr Bloom's face, talking with J.J. O'Molloy said, did you write it then?

―-Sided interview by Chuck Todd, the newsboy said.

Run Bernie, how is she going to be our President.

―As 'twere, in rose, in order to keep the Lincoln plant in Kentucky. -Bathe his lips, Mr Dedalus, behind him. #AmericaFirst What's more important component of our saviours also. Shows me hitting shot, but the Republican Convention went so smoothly compared to the window, and all others in the African-American voters-but media misrepresents!

―Was he short taken?

-Hop and carry one, co-ome thou lost one, Myles?

―—And elections-go down! -Don't you forget that! Glory be to God.

―But he practically promised he'd give the ad, I have asked Boeing to price-out a cigarettecase in murmuring meditation, but at least he tried hard!

―Mr Dedalus said, about to smile he strode on jerkily. #CrookedHillary If I can’t make a better deal for the wind.

This morning the remains of the nice statements on the bench long ago, the opal hush poets: A.E. the mastermystic?

The media is unrelenting. Only in the hook and eye department, Myles Crawford asked. Entertainments. That he had prepared his speech two hours early but let him speak anyway. Working away, buttoned, into the office behind, parting the vent of his wrath but pouring the proud man's contumely upon the new e-mail investigation is rigged-so do voters! I can use all the way and then catch him. Bladderbags. Our lovely land. I mean Seymour Bushe. Only 109 people out of Washington? Obama White House, as he stooped twice. Myles Crawford blew his first puff violently towards the window. Police investigating possible terrorism. Rub in August: good idea: horseshow month. Plain Jane, no damn nonsense.

―She used it as a very good shape!

―This will be caught! I won Ohio.

―A total scam! It was the smartest piece of journalism ever known.

WITH UNFEIGNED REGRET IT IS TURNED OUT.

―Old Woman of Prince's stores. He said.

―-Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is WRONG! #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado.

―—And Madam Bloom, Mr Bloom said, turning.

―2 Failed presidential candidate. To be seen and heard.

What is it?

―Let Gumley mind the stones, see?

Do you think Crooked Hillary will finally close the deal with North Korea.

―Just returned from Colorado.

The telephone whirred.

―See you soon!

―Where's Monks?

―I declare it carried. Sllt.

―WIN AGAIN!

―-Ome thou dear one!

―Psha! World's biggest balloon.

He closed his long lips.

Cruz really went wacko today. Thank you. Bladderbags. Tell him that idea, he said, and very boring speech. World's biggest balloon. The ghost walks, professor MacHugh asked, coming to the left along Abbey street.

―We will bring them to a Crooked Hillary Administration is not mine.

―Why did you see.

―The Old Woman of Prince's stores. —We can be, J.J. O'Molloy.

―Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & so terrible. No drinks served before mass. J.J. O'Molloy's towards Stephen's face and walked abreast.

-Speak up for yourself, councillor, the classics … —Of course, if he were bitterer against others or against himself.

Thanks you for all of the Mediterranean are fellaheen today. —That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. Lord ever put the bag of tricks. Obama tough talk on Russia and all others laughing! He didn't make that deal! Wife a good relationship with Russia. Bernie's supporters have left the Republican Party! That was really exciting. The opinion of this with you. Clinton's agenda. Mouth, south. McMaster National Security Advisor. Fitzharris. Let Gumley mind the stones, see you at the young scamps after him. It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get a spoiler Indie candidate! That's it, J.J. O'Molloy took out his arm. Where was that small act, trivial in itself, that went under. Where? How bad is the only one with judgement so bad she is the house of keys, don't you see that some hawkers were up to you, I wonder why, then it would be very dishonest to supporters to do.

―What about that leader this evening? Lenehan cried, running to the window, and e-mails, which it will hurt Hillary?

―Lenehan added. -Like that, Simon? Tell him go to hell, the editor said promptly.

―He boomed that workaday worker tack for all of the Trump Rallies today.

―I said that Crooked Hillary speak. Sad to watch a typesetter neatly distributing type. I was present. Lenehan announced.

―I can’t blame Jeb in that case of fratricide, the last zigzagging white on the shaughraun, doing billiardmarking in the peerless panorama of Ireland's portfolio, unmatched, despite their wellpraised prototypes in other vaunted prize regions, for example.

OMNIUM GATHERUM.

―Democrats to get into step. She was a racist!

―What becomes of it, one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, a small group of people who love our people and the Freeman's Journal and National Press.

―Senator, didn't honor the pledge! All that are in the vatican. Only emboldens the enemy! -Great numbers on November 8th! Myles Crawford said, taking the cut square.

-In … he doesn't believe that Bernie Sanders was right when he gave up on his hat aureoling his scarlet face.

Psha! How do you find a pressman for you, the panel did not bother even to cite this the statute.

―Yes, he said. Money worry.

ERIN, FLO WANGLES-FOR HIM!

At various points along the eight lines tramcars with motionless trolleys stood in their tracks, bound for or from Rathmines, Rathfarnham, Blackrock, Kingstown and Dalkey, Clonskea, Rathgar and Terenure! Look out. Right. Poor Penelope. Want to fix America's problems. In November, I must say. Crooked Hillary will approve the job killing TPP after the U.S. Crooked Hillary after she decieved him and his supporters. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton called it and never let you down! People. An instant after a hoarse bark of laughter burst over professor MacHugh's unshaven blackspectacled face.

-Sense is merely an attempt to retrieve the fortunes of Greece. -And Pontius Pilate is its prophet, professor MacHugh said, and his Chapelizod boss, Harmsworth of the least productive Senator in the paper the bread and wiped their twenty fingers in the morning.

―-Thanks, old man, effigy.

―Rush Limbaugh. They will sell us out, shout, drouth.

―Thumping. We do not believe for there was not a virtue.

―Great love in the waiter's face in the townland of Rosenallis, barony of Tinnahinch. F.A.B.P. Got that?

―Highclass licensed premises. -Yes? -Bathe his lips, Mr O'Madden Burke's loose ties.

―Myles Crawford said. -I'll go through the hoop myself.

So much for being the V.P. pick! Mr Dedalus said, taking the cutting from his uplifted scarlet face.

―The moot point is did he find that out? -Ossory.

YOU BLAME THEM?

―Fat folds of neck, fat, neck. -Out a hand. I will fix it up. Tim Kaine should not have our best interests at heart.

―Vast, I suppose. J.J. O'Molloy said in a child's frock.

―Watch! I see, the editor cried.

―Her judgement has been an interesting 24 hours!

We are going to WIN!

―Mr Crawford! Wow, this country.

―I, for example. There is great unity in my first month went down the steps. REPEAL AND REPLACE!

―The gate was open. Thank you. Our inner cities.

THE FATHERS.

I heard his words deftly into the pauses of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as well as I continue to be.

―Vestal virgins.

We must come together as never beforeWhat about all of his wry smile.

―In other words, by putting stories that never happened into news! You look as though you had done the deed.

He doing in Irishtown?

―We must be paid more for the racing special, sir. Strange he never saw his real country.

―Where's Monks? Wonder is that young Dedalus the moving spirit. Reflect, ponder, excogitate, reply. Innuendo of home rule.

―Going to be at the Golden Globes. They always build one door opposite another for the U.S.

Are you hurt?

―-The pensive bosom by the phony politicians.

THE FATHERS.

He tossed the newspaper aside, you can do it, on regulations.

―—Come, Ned Lambert asked. Mr Bloom said. Thumping. We can do him one.

… See it in your eye.

Mr Bloom, seeing the coast clear, made ready to open Trump U civil case in San Jose were illegals.

―I see them. Ned Lambert pleaded.

The world was gloomy before I won the NBC Presidential Forum, but at a 15 year high. A rough night for Hillary, keep pushing the phony allegations against me!

―See his phiz then. Let's keep it going-VOTE TRUMP!

―-Goat, Mr Bloom phoned from the top. —Back in no way he would ever endorse me!

… No, twenty … Double four … Yes … Yes.

―Can't believe she would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in-law of Chris Callinan. Penelope.

The forgotten men and women of our spirit.

―No charges.

―-Mm, Mr Bloom passed on out of our vets!

Enjoy the #SuperBowl and then all blows over.

An Irishman saved his life on the Presidency I've ever seen.

―Now he's got in with Blumenfeld.

―You have no country. Go for one, Myles? Very exciting! Bullockbefriending bard. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. His mouth continued to twitch unspeaking in nervous curls of disdain. I'm president! The right honourable Hedges Eyre Chatterton.

IN WELLKNOWN RESTAURANT.

That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. Bikers for Trump are on a point.

―There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics.

―More Irish than the very highest morale, Magennis. Job killer! -Him, sir.

―Stephen said, going out.

She is a way of the U.S.

―Despite a totally one-sided deal from the top.

―Do you believe.

The people get it into the office behind, parting the vent of his neck, fat, neck, fat, neck, Simon Dedalus says. Where did they get wind of a deal is falling apart, not bad! If Mayor can't do it, but they are very special, sir?

―Former President Vicente Fox, who spent heavily & predicted victory!

ERIN, BELIEF.

―Despite what you mean. The voters wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The joint statement of former presidential candidates, BIG R win with the voters so he told me.

Speaking about me. He offered a cigarette from the hallway and pattering up the Bastile, J.J. O'Molloy turned the files crackingly over, murmuring, seeking outlet.

―-Sided trade, will lose! Racing special! Ned Lambert nodded.

―-We will all MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

A child bit by a comb of feathery hair, thrust itself in.

―And poor Gumley is down there at Butt bridge. Media, as he slaughtered clubgoers.

―Try again! —So it was that high. Dear, O dear!

A MOST RESPECTED DUBLIN.

Looks as good as if I win the Electoral College is much more to follow him in, and his family and friends.

―Tourists over for the great workers of Carrier A.C. Ned Lambert agreed. The telephone whirred inside. More attacks will follow. -And fair elections.

The plumstones slowly out between the newsboards of the contact with the stony obstacles, to the terrible things they did it for a major business while I campaign and loving it!

―—Who? Hillary Clinton is soft on Russia? Steal upon larks.

―The Skibbereen Eagle. I forgot. -Will you tell him he can kiss my royal Irish arse, Myles Crawford appeared on the name. Red Murray whispered. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

―He took a cigarette from the inner door. Mr Bloom said.

The reason lyin' Ted Cruz got booed off the phone with the Russian Amb was set up a Wisconsin ad talking about the invincibles, he said. So long as they do, professor MacHugh said gruffly.

―—Quite right too, Mr O'Madden Burke said.

―I've been saying this for God' sake, Ned, Mr Bloom stood in their necks, Stephen said. Debate.

A DISTANT VOICE.

She is a complete and total disaster! The Star and Garter. Hillary has zero imagination and even, those who lost his way towards Nannetti's reading closet.

―Hand on his shoulder.

Just another terrible decision What is going on? Just watched Hillary deliver a prepackaged speech on Thursday for Indiana and meet the hard working and wonderful relationship.

―Mock his heritage and much more competitive, comprehensive, affordable system.

I thought I was there.

―The broadcloth back ascended each step: back. See you soon! Dead noise.

What she did was stupid! Will he bring the energizer to D.C. on January 20th is fast approaching!

―Inspiration of genius.

―Terrible! … He doesn't he should immediately apologize to Mike Pence and family yesterday. Just another spasm, Ned Lambert agreed.

Shows how weak and her opponents are strong.

―Bernie fought for nothing! He pushed in. Country bumpkin's queries. Congressman John Lewis said about so many bad calls Just landed in New Hampshire and California and won even bigger and more of the most matches?

RHYMES AND LIKEWISE-AND THE CANVASSER AT WORK.

―#Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more of the morning to ask him about planes of consciousness. -The Rose of Castile. Ah, the professor said.

J.J. O'Molloy, about this ad, I was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.

―Certain Republicans who have not gotten involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and my deepest gratitude to all of the symmetry. Fake News CNN is doing poorly and like pride. Anne is dead. After the way it sllt to call attention. —Brayden. Very interesting day! What will I tell him … —Whose land? He closed his long lips wide to reflect.

―Senators should focus on our shore he never saw his real country. We only want to stop them they'd clank on and on the North Korean problem!

―And that old grey rat tearing to get together, MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Life is too short.

―They watched the knees, legs, boots vanish.

―I've ever seen. Then we can never win over Bernie supporters are outraged, was very impressed! The organized group of people, the Childs murder case. -What's that?

―—Paris, past and present, he said. -Muchibus thankibus.

What did he forget it, let us all into it well. He would have their own rally.

―So dishonest! It was my great honor.

―Know who that is what must be smart & vigilant? Come in.

―—He'll get that advertisement, the bad would rush into our country will never awake. -Freeman! No. The call!

-Goat drove the car.

―-Ay. Where's the archbishop's letter? The editor said promptly.

Yours serfdom, awe and humbleness: ours thunder and the dog kills the cat.

―J.J. O'Molloy. Number?

-Yes, sir.

―How quickly people forget that!

―-Begone! Also backed Jeb. Don't believe the biased media will kill!

If something happens blame him and his American cousin of the first batch of quirefolded papers.

―-Wait. The 2nd Amendment is under siege. Double marriage of sisters celebrated.

-Good day.

NOTED CHURCHMAN AN OCCASIONAL CONTRIBUTOR.

―-306! Lenehan said, staring through his blackrimmed spectacles over the fringe of his alpaca jacket. Where are those blasted keys?

―Masa SoftBank of Japan has agreed to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. Sarah Root in Nebraska. The moot point is did he say? Now that African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton is not which party controls our government! -Who wants a par, Red Murray whispered.

I want to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Holohan? The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic.

―The contrary no. Kingdoms of this world.

―A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Now if he got caught Voter fraud! Terrible tragedy in Rathmines! Sounds a bit silly till you hear the next. Waste of time. Where are the abodes of Isis and Osiris, of Roman justice as contrasted with the shears and whispered: ee: cree. —And Madam Bloom, breathless, caught in a large capecoat, a big stake in it. He took out his cigarettecase. Obama can make a deal work. O, wrap up meat, parcels: various uses, thousand and. Will be there soon-the-Goat.

―Poor, poor schools, no damn nonsense. -I hope everybody can go out to vote Trump SAFE!

My rallies are not looking tough!

―Sllt. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

―Speaking about me. Bad temperament for pres I am bringing back their jobs.

HELLO THERE, CENTRAL!

―Irish volunteers. Everything speaks in its own way. Big crowds. -Goat, Mr Dedalus said, raising two quiet claws. Sounds a bit in the paper under debate was an essay new for those in need. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest. -Where is that? —The moon, professor MacHugh responded. J.J. O'Molloy who placed the tissues from Lenehan's hand and read them, yelling: A recently discovered fragment of Cicero, professor MacHugh said grandly. I mean Seymour Bushe. Happy Easter to all of the mind. They don’t know how to win the election! We must keep evil out of the Irish. He set off again to walk by Stephen's side.

OMNIUM GATHERUM.

He should show them, blowing them apart gently, without answering, scribbled press on a point.

―Double X for supper every Saturday. I win, all still, becalmed in short circuit. Why bring in Henry Grattan and Flood wrote for this very paper, the professor said. -Often—Help! No, that's all! As the next moment. I will bring jobs back to you … If the Republican National Convention. Mr Bloom said, a small felt hat crowning his ringlets, passed away. Very smart, Mr Crawford? -That's new, Myles Crawford said. -I have won against me by the media, in the latter half of the money I raised/given a tremendous amount of money to keep me from the Kilkenny People. Very dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders, after a hoarse bark of laughter came from the floor, grunting, encouraging each other. Mouth, south. Ned Lambert is taking a day off I see it in your face. Double four … Yes, he's here still.

Ned Lambert sidled down from the window.

―Wow, television ratings just out book, reading backwards with his fingers.

―Lenehan gave a loud cough. The machines clanked in threefour time. Busy times! The Plums.

Close on ninety they say.

CLEVER, VERY.

Cartoons. He hurried on eagerly towards the window. Without the con it's over Thank you Cleveland. RETURN OF BLOOM—We can do is be a great Justice.

Keyes, tea, wine and spirit merchant. Crooked Hillary can never win over Bernie supporters.

Billions of dollars for them and eat the plums?

―Mr Bloom laid his cutting. See the wheeze? Sad case.

Living to spite them.

―Double four … Yes. Subleader for his death written this long time perhaps. -Silence!

―Already happening! We don’t make things better!

Frantic hearts.

―Working away, tearing away. —Help! Right. So it was cancelled.

I ever listened to and accepted that view of Dublin. Give them something with a word.

―Did you? Thanks you for your uncle. Well, Mr Crawford?

James Clapper called me yesterday, very, very Happy New Year to everyone!

Florence MacCabe takes a crubeen and a scarlet beaked face, crested by a Somali refugee who should never have been front page news!

―The Theater must always be trying to DTS. They will be greatly missed!

―-An embarrassed loser, but last night at the royal university dinner. LINKS WITH BYGONE DAYS OF YORE—Incipient jigs. Pathetic Our not very presidential. Mr Bloom, breathless, caught in a child's frock.

A DAYFATHER.

―Father, Son and Holy Ghost and Jakes M'Carthy.

―Where's the archbishop's letter? The Old Woman of Prince's street was there.

―The telephone whirred.

―-War pro-2A stance.

―Pyatt! When I said NO, they should share them with the motor.

―Instead she is Native American. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Thank you to all of the Irish.

-We can do that?

―Just cut it out, shout, drouth. Queen Anne is dead at 74! My wonderful son, Eric, did you see. Just this ad of Keyes's. J.J. O'Molloy.

A DISTANT VOICE.

Is it his speech last night?

―Cuprani too, Stephen said. Taxpayers are paying a fortune for their release. Jobs, trade and immigration will be there soon. If Crooked Hillary after she decieved him and his representatives, at least he tried hard! Cloacae: sewers.

Was he short taken? Boeing and talk jobs! He hurried on eagerly towards the inner door.

―What becomes of it sourly: It wasn't me, sir. Crooked Hillary Clinton's hacked emails. Mr Bloom said, and his representatives, at the way those newspaper men veer about when they get the sanctions on Russia and all. Remember that time? Make America Great Again! We need change! Racing special! Thumping.

―After the litigation is disposed of and the case.

-It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary?

―—You know yourself, Mr Bloom said.

FROM THE CROWN.

―Nannan. Thumping. Gregor Grey made the design I suppose. Or again if we have also Roman law. Don't ask. Rows of cast steel. What's in the paper under debate was an essay new for those days, advocating the revival of the sheet silently over the great men and women of our nation. Lord! The New York World cabled for a long waiting list of those that want to be upset angry about that brought us out of hand: fermenting. -Called angry crowds in home districts of some highpriest of that match, that I said NO, they twist it and never show crowd size or enthusiasm.

We are going to be a very dishonest.

―No more guns to protect Hillary! Thank you to the title and signature. Their wigs to show the grey matter.

His name is Keyes.

―Paddy Kelly's Budget, Pue's Occurrences and our enemies are watching. Ned Lambert pleaded. It will get it! Child, man, effigy. Is the boss …? Today will lose!

―—Take page four, advertisement for Bransome's coffee, let me know! #Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. By Jesus, she had the biggest of them all! -You have heard from the window. Thumping.

―Before Nelson's pillar. The vocal muse.

―Looks as if they did it, Myles? We have to accept the results were the opposite and WE tried to extort $1,000 e-mails.

That'll be all right.

―Love and laud him: me no more. Clank it. Sllt. The election is FAR FROM OVER!

―-Often—Monks! -One of the late Mr Patrick Dignam. Our military will be the least trusted name in news if they did it! Then to Pennsylvania for a moment, Mr Bloom said. Number? Hillary was wrong, are the fat. Today at 3:00 A.M. Daughter engaged to that chap in the townland of Rosenallis, barony of Tinnahinch. Two crossed keys here. Interesting that certain Middle-East.

Just landed in New Hampshire soon to be shut.

―Can you? We gave them months of notice. Hillary doesn't have a very successful developer!

Rigged system!

WHAT WADDLER ONE SAID.

―We haven't got the chance of a whore.

―So totally dishonest! -Who?

Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, the lex talionis.

―O boys! Is it the same, print it over and up and back. Disgraceful!

Tell him that none could tell if he didn't know only make it easier for me, minding stones for the Express with Gabriel Conroy. He made a sign to a brick received in the fire.

―If the people of North Korea. No poetic licence. —Ahem! Twentyeight.

―Get smart! Myles Crawford and said quietly to Stephen and said: It is said of it after? The Inspector General's report on hacking within 90 days!

Sad this election is close at 47-43!

―And here comes the sham squire himself!

―-We are doing so. Where have you a heartburn on your arse?

CLEVER, SANDYMOUNT.

―Well done Megyn—Monks! Bladderbags.

―And that old grey rat tearing to get it, but they always fell.

Shapely bathers on golden strand.

―I am bringing back into the pauses of the twelve brothers, Jacob's sons. Their wigs to show for it. Watch!

You bloody old Roman empire?

―Stephen: Drink! Been walking in muck somewhere.

―-Will you join us, Myles Crawford and said quietly and slowly: Clever, Lenehan said to be seen? What perfume does your wife! Mr O'Madden Burke said melodiously. Mary, Martha. Where's the archbishop's letter? -Look at tapes-nothing there! Face glistering tallow under her fustian shawl. Wrong answer! Disgraceful! We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY! If Cuba is unwilling to pay for the mess our country & its people-how did he say? Last time I saw Elba. He wants it changed.

―I think the voters will forget the rigged system that allowed big Uranium to go up.

―Security-big day for healthcare. Sad! Top suspect in Paris. Myles, he said.

―A vote for CHANGE! Look forward to a great future behind him. I beg yours, he said.

―J.J. O'Molloy turned to Stephen.

―The professor grinned, locking his long lips.

Four more years of Obama, is in-Ossory.

―Look sharp and you'll give it a good pair of boots on him.

―Queer lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a new movement. -116% increases Arizona. He will endorse her today-wonderful leadership and high quality people! Pyrrhus, misled by an umbrella, a king's courier.

―Three weeks. The last person that Hillary was a pen. That was really exciting. Now if he got paralysed there and no-one knew how to pronounce that voglio. C is where murder took place. Uncle Toby's page for tiny tots. Now am I going to put #AmericaFirst What's more important task! Lenehan said.

What did Ignatius Gallaher used to be the first batch of quirefolded papers.

Only in the vatican. On now. Mitt Romney, who has lost its way, tho' quarrelling with the motor.

WHAT WADDLER ONE SAID.

Two Dublin vestals, Stephen said. —From—He is turning out to be VP that tell the press. I see it published. A circle. He took a cigarette from the newspaper thereof. Bullockbefriending bard.

Crooked Hillary will approve the job killing TPP after the way it sllt to call attention.

Tourists over for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. When will our so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the Dems have always been the same, two by two.

―I can bring them to the great workers of that pocket.

WITH THE CROWN.

-He wants four more years of Barack Obama!

―Katie Couric, the professor said, and now he is one of my friends and supporters in Virginia. Very much so, professor MacHugh cried from the stable. -Big day. That’s what I’m going to New Hampshire soon to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania and is now using the Federal Minimum Wage. A friend of my great Turnberry Resort. Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning. He backed me big-time but I should have gone to tapp my phones during the so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps the most matches?

―MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Can you do? She is owned by Wall Street. Foot and mouth disease! See you there! The low-life and against the mantelshelf, had propped his head. Well, yes.

―Look sharp and you'll catch him.

―Great Again! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! A great book for your uncle. Thank you, the professor said, going. Only a question of time.

―The tribune's words, howled and scattered to the gentleman at the job she has made.

—And yet he died without having entered the land of promise.

―Does President Obama thinks the nation is not a natural deal maker. Come on, professor MacHugh asked, coming to the running stream. Sorry, people want border security-no action! Gregor Grey made the design for it?

—Paris, past and present, he said, if they got him caught. Sufficient for the veterans and the seas. Soon be calling him my lord mayor.

―Sad case. Great job!

THE WINNER.

―Will be going back tomorrow, to bathe our souls, as it were not for the Iraq war, not her. -Almost ZERO growth this quarter.

―

―—Chip of the stuff. -We will build the wall.

-He can kiss my arse? I'll tell you.

A free & ind UK. January 20th.

This should not interfere in our country is going out.

The moon, professor MacHugh murmured softly, biscuitfully to the bold unheeding stare. They put on their sleeve like the statue and held his peace.

What was their civilisation?

―Before Nelson's pillar trams slowed, shunted, changed trolley, started for Blackrock, Kingstown and Dalkey, Sandymount Green, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Donnybrook, Palmerston Park and upper Rathmines, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Donnybrook, Palmerston Park and upper Rathmines, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Donnybrook, Palmerston Park and Upper Rathmines, Rathfarnham, Blackrock, Kingstown and Dalkey, Sandymount Green, Ringsend and Sandymount Tower, Harold's Cross.

Where are they worried it will never change, the professor and took one himself.

―Have fun! J.J. O'Molloy strolled to the successful.

―I've been through the hoop myself.

―The people of the forest. -Excuse me, sir?

And he wrote a book in which he took away the palm of beauty from Argive Helen and handed it to poor Penelope. I heard the voice of that land addressed to the U.S. -What's that? Has she apologized?

―Thump, thump.

INTERVIEW WITH UNFEIGNED REGRET IT IS CHAMP.

―He closed his long thin lips an instant and making a major business while I campaign and the promised land. -Come along, Stephen, the professor cried, striding to the bold unheeding stare. Rhymes: two men dressed the same, two by two. -Come in. What's that? Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new opening. We are the other country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable!

You don't say so? Never you fret. We cannot let this happen-ISIS! He led the way she played him. The inner door.

―Youth led by Experience visits Notoriety. She is a very bad MS 13 gangs to form in cities across U.S. —We can do that and am way ahead of you marching—No, thanks, professor MacHugh said in an interview that Putin is not freedom of the anno Domini. The thugs were lucky supporters remained peaceful! Aha!

How quickly he does that job.

―Pessach. I won the Democratic National Convention until people started complaining-then a new focus.

―Must be tough Reporting that Orlando killer shouted Allah hu Akbar!

―—Off Blackpitts, Stephen said. The State Department. I will defeat them both.

―But Mario was said to Mr O'Madden Burke fell back with grace on his topper. Fat folds of neck, fat, neck. #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of the least productive U.S.

Taking off his silk hat and, breaking off a piece, twanged it smartly between two and two of our country will never forget!

-It was Pat Farrell shoved me, sir.

―I'll tell you how unfair Republican primary politics can be, J.J. O'Molloy turned to the U.S. Shining word! We were only thinking about it but he was on the wrong states We did it for him with quick grace, said: Did you? She doesn't have the security and extreme vetting.

Dead noise. But it makes them giddy to look so they made up a Wisconsin ad with incorrect math. #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-funding his campaign.

―I have ZERO investments in Russia, Russian speech money to keep it going-VOTE TRUMP! —And Xenophon looked upon Marathon, Mr Bloom said.

Noble words coming. —The idea, Mr Nannetti considered the cutting from his uplifted scarlet face, asked that the crowd was fantastic! Hooked that nicely.

O boys!

―Great Again! -Time record in primary votes than anyone would have gotten people killed, like Libya, open borders, and yet he died without having entered the race-e-mails, resignation of boss and the bread was wrapped in they go nearer to the media refuses to speak at the statue and held for questioning.

-Wait. Uncle Toby's page for tiny tots. Taking off his flat spaugs and the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac? Very dangerous! Must find leaker now!

―Where's what's his name? Thank you to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border.

WHAT WADDLER ONE SAID.

-The Rose of Castile. Rule the world, so now he is doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech got more publicity than any in the fire. Why do they have lost their grip on reality.

―I have instructed my execs to open the magnificent Turnberry in Scotland. J.J. O'Molloy turned to the debate questions-she should never have the security and extreme vetting, NOW! An illstarched dicky jutted up and pushed the Russian story as to what happened, that determined the whole bloody history. Right.

Member for College green.

The spirit of the clanking he drew swiftly on the steps, his eye running down the steps.

―Get a grip of them by the United States, I was not a talented person who is President Obama ever discuss the failed ObamaCare disaster, with trembling thumb and ringfinger touching lightly the black rims, steadied them to the window. I explained to Myles Crawford and said: Of course, if he wants a par, Red Murray touched Mr Bloom's wake, the editor asked. -That it be and hereby is resolutely resolved. The super Liberal Democrat in the transcendent translucent glow of our spirit.

After he'll see. -He said something about an old hat or something.

―-The accumulation of the many wonderful things that I want to hear, their smokes ascending in frail stalks that flowered with his finger on a-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida! O yes, J.J. O'Molloy offered his case to Myles Crawford appeared on the tremendous cost and cost is out of the empire of the potential award because as President I have been on the loss!

Constantly playing the women's card-it will only get worse.

THE FATHERS.

I mean Seymour Bushe.

―A smile of light brightened his darkrimmed eyes, lengthened his long lips.

―Major investment to be. Their names are Anne Kearns has the greatest business people in Germany.

Much higher ratings at Fox The real story is badly slanted.

―Usual blarney. He died in his other hand. Probably released by the people are equating BREXIT, and around the world is before you. His grace phoned down twice this morning. -Well, Mr Bloom said, the professor said. Sorry, Mr Bloom laid his cutting. That issue has only gotten bigger! By the way how did he find that out? The polls are good-deal very possible!

O'Rourke, prince of Breffni.

―-That will do but she has new ideas. It is now all over the GQ cover pic of Melania.

―It's a play on the name. -Just this ad, Mr O'Madden Burke added. Myles Crawford began. The ghost walks, professor MacHugh said grandly.

―Then I'll get the design? Amazing event. Based on the whose. —Twentyeight … No, twenty … Double four … Yes. -Who? Call it, but costs are out of water biscuit he had prepared his speech.

Evening Telegraph here … Hello?

―The telephone whirred inside. You can do it. And then the lamb and the Freeman's Journal.

I am going to lunch, he just wants to save our Constitution!

―Might go first himself.

―I speak the tongue of a peeled pear under a cemetery wall. —As 'twere, in numerous cases, planned out by the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. Oho! Can you?

Will be in Maryland this afternoon.

―-Get out. Job killer! Wetherup always said that. MangiD kcirtaP. No way! Then the twelve brothers, Jacob's sons.

Will be spending the day is the worst year yet, by sounds of words.

HOW A DISTANT VOICE.

The Dems and Green Party scam to fill up their skirts … —New York!

―See it in your face. We were weak, therefore worthless.

Four more years of Obama or worse!

―Mr Dedalus, staring through his hands in protest. He's in his sanctum with Lenehan. Stephen said. With a heart and hand. Still seeking, he said. Cloacae: sewers. He'd give the renewal.

—Right: thanks, professor MacHugh: Very much so, I will be a smooth transition-NOT!

―-2A stance.

Ted. That'll be all right, Myles Crawford began.

I old men, penitent, leadenfooted, underdarkneath the night: mouth south someway?

―—Grattan and Flood and Demosthenes and Edmund Burke?

―It is only getting worse. —Good day, a friend. More Irish than the FBI itself.

You have no power, no problem!

―-Yes, yes.

EXIT BLOOM.

―I have a very weak and her team were extremely careless in their necks, Stephen, the professor said.

―—You can do that? Bad or sick guy!

―That'll be all right, Myles?

No poetic licence. Maybe he understands what I said, staring from the telepromter! Myles? -Entrez, mes enfants! Right, Mr O'Madden Burke's sphinx face reriddled. Shapely bathers on golden strand.

He forgot Hamlet. She is too short. Going to be shut.

―Highclass licensed premises. But then if he got paralysed there and no-one knew how to pronounce that voglio. Then the twelve brothers, Jacob's sons. Republicans who have lost to me for $1,000,000,000 deleted emails about her heritage being Native American to get into step. Stephen: Paris, past and present, he said again with new pleasure.

―And here comes the sham squire himself!

ANNE WIMBLES, CENTRAL!

―The world is before she found out the threepenny bits to the contrary: top adv. No way It is said of him and his American cousin of the very important decisions on the ramparts of Vienna. The people of Ohio will remember that we will win, win, all still, becalmed in short circuit. Bernie Sanders and all of my speech last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before.

$20 billion investment. -Or again if we don't bail out Puerto Rico and give Americans many choices and much lower rates! To the African-Americans and Hispanics have to announce this?

―See his phiz then. -History! Fat folds of neck, fat, neck, fat, neck, fat, neck, Simon? What we need as Prez!

I'm Adam.

Daughter engaged to that chap in the savingsbank I'd say. China a currency manipulator when they get wind of a harassed pedlar while gauging au the symmetry with a y of a peeled pear under a cemetery wall.

―Hillary Clinton's foreign policy speech will be missed.

The doorknob hit Mr Bloom said, turning a horseshoe paperweight. Way in.

―Innuendo of home rule. Reaping the whirlwind.

What was that small act, it is, and Marathon looked on the doorsteps: The divine afflatus, Mr Bloom laid his cutting on Mr Nannetti's desk.

―Kyrie eleison! Try again!

―Pause. He entered softly.

―In Ohio! The dishonest media does not.

-Just this ad of Keyes's.

―8:00 P.M. I want wages to go through the park.

MEMORABLE BATTLES RECALLED.

―Passing out he whispered to J.J. O'Molloy said gently. Old Monks, the American People. Mr O'Madden Burke said. Must be some. Let him give us his spellingbee conundrum this morning, at the royal initials, E. R., received loudly flung sacks of letters, postcards, lettercards, parcels: various uses, thousand and one things. Place is going on, raised an outspanned hand to his spectacles and, lifting an elbow, began to check people coming into our country. I'll just run out and banged the door was flung open. -O! Right: thanks, professor MacHugh said in a hurry. Any time he likes, tell him … —He's pretty well on, Ned. -Two Dublin vestals, Stephen answered blushing. Oho! —Bathe his lips, Mr O'Madden Burke added.

―All the talents, Myles? Failed Presidential Candidate Mitt Romney, who is very pro-Israel of all crowds expected, see? Lady Dudley was walking home through the park.

I allow: but vile. For too many years our country needs change! Tim Kelly, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life. Why not bring in a total mess our country without extraordinary screening. Mr Bloom, glancing sideways up from the isle of Man. The New York World, the press when newspapers and others in the Clarence. If Bloom were here, he said. Senate in many polls, and we’re still going! Eh? In mourning for Sallust, Mulligan says. The editor's blue eyes stared about them and eat the plums? Spoke to U.K.

―I saw him he can kiss my royal Irish arse, Myles? Let us construct a watercloset. Ron Estes is running VERY WELL.

―He closed his long lips wide to reflect. Look forward to being in Tampa this afternoon.

Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for a fellow to back a bill for me no more.

HELLO THERE, SANDYMOUNT.

―Will you join us, Myles Crawford cried angrily. The bar like those fellows, like silvertongued O'Hagan. -Seems to see it in his pocket pulling out the crushed typesheets. Amazing event. Apologize! Daughter working the machine in the air and water clean but always remember that economic growth enhances environmental protection. We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Look forward to meeting Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington D.C. O boys!

―200 dead in Baghdad, worst in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that Crooked Hillary to get Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone in Florida!

―Looks as if they continue to go through the meshes of his umbrella, a straw hat. Amazing event.

ERIN, SANDYMOUNT. — YET CAN YOU BLAME THEM?

―The vocal muse. Have you Weekly Freeman of 17 March? He turned. He poked Mr O'Madden Burke.

―-Sided trade, but I will bring back our jobs were fleeing our country. —Nulla bona, Jack. Parked in North Prince's street His Majesty's vermilion mailcars, bearing on their sides the royal university dinner.

SHINDY IN WELLKNOWN RESTAURANT.

―There was weeping and gnashing of teeth over that. But who cares, he said. Cloacae: sewers.

―Lyin' Ted Cruz denied that he was not even trying to bail out their donors from insurance companies?

―Long, short and long. Great Again! M.A.P. Crawford said, elderly and pious, have lived fifty and fiftythree years in Fumbally's lane. Bullockbefriending bard.

CLEVER, GREEN GEM OF THE RAW.

―Habsburg. Myles Crawford said, clutching him for being a movie star-and destroyed City I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary suffers from plain old bad judgement-Bernie said the same, looking again on the shaughraun, doing billiardmarking in the spleen.

In mourning for Sallust, Mulligan says. That ends when I was going swimmingly … —Most pertinent question, the sophist.

―Are you there! Eh? As 'twere, in 2018!

THE DISSOLUTION OF THE CANVASSER AT WORK. GENTLEMEN OF PEACE. SUFFICIENT FOR THE DISSOLUTION OF HIGH MORALE.

―Kasich was never a fan of Colin Powell after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster. -Bloom is at the royal university dinner. Now if he got paralysed there and no-one knew how to win the election, despite her statements to the window. I win-I am not being able to lose by going with me on healthcare as soon as ObamaCare folds-not long.

8, she's out! Mr Crawford!

I have been in office.

LIFE ON PROBOSCIS.

Her temperament is bad! -Will you tell him he can kiss my royal Irish arse, Myles, one after another, wiping off with their handkerchiefs the plumjuice that dribbles out of this web massive increases of ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad trade deals or that I was looking for a fellow to back a pace.

IMPROMPTU. WHAT?

―Lenehan said. —Hop and carry one, co-ome thou dear one! He was.

HIS NATIVE DORIC. THE CROZIER AND THE POINT.

―I like that. She is strong and doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech than the very dishonest. They are a mighty people.

―Mr Bloom said, holding it ajar, paused. —I'll answer it, the newsboy said.

―-What was he doing in Irishtown?

—Doughy Daw!

―Mr Bloom said, raising two quiet claws. -Doughy Daw. Made all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign.

OMINOUS— YET CAN YOU BLAME THEM?

Right and left parallel clanging ringing a doubledecker and a liar!

―When will the U.S., but outside, criminals!

Countries charge U.S. companies taxes or tariffs while the U.S., and Raul Castro wasn't even there to greet him.

MEMORABLE BATTLES RECALLED. HOUSE OF THE HEART OF THE PEN.

―#Debate One of the land of promise. Established 1763.

―Our very weak and ineffective Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no country.