#c: Valya

[sigmasoyboy]

can't believe I can cram all of vicetober into a single post now (well, minus the only drawing that I didn't manage to link to the rest of the story, F), this feels insane

context: drawn during 2022 following that year's vicetober prompt list. The story that would eventually become the vicetober verse was made up as I went, building on top of previous drawings and ideas and coming back to explore lots of what ifs, then polished and stitched together over the next months (and still ever evolving and growing).

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Dune: Prophecy episode 3 thoughts:

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Didn't find this episode as compelling as ep 2 but I still have Thoughts

Whale fur! It never goes out of style!

Oh look a nice young man who seems to genuinely love and respect Valya Harkonnen. Wonder how long he's gonna last

[5 seconds later] lol not long

Everyone! Continues! To Say! Exactly! What! They! Mean! I've become numb to it

Valya is continually frustrated with her actual living family members but also won't even symbolically give up loyalty to the family name when Dorotea goads her about it. Real "nobody gets to shit on my family but ME" vibes

Oh look a nice young man who seems to be genuinely in love with Tula Harkonnen. Wonder how long he's gonna last

The whole Caladan section was very well executed; I did not immediately peg what world they were on and what was happening although I was sure that someone was getting poisoned as soon as that was introduced

But OH MY GOD thinking back on it now the idea of this being the Atreides Annual Back to Nature Family Bonding Trip is so so funny. Especially all of them doing half-naked mud chanting around the campfire. Now it all becomes weird rich people faux-primal shit. I cannot think of anything other than that one Succession episode. If they hadn't all gotten poisoned they'd be playing Boar on the Floor by now

Imagine you've been dating a guy for only a few months and he invites you to come meet his family and it's you and allllll of them doing their weird rich people hunting LARP at their traditional family glamping spot plausible-deniability-deep in the woods. I too would consider murder

In the fucking snow next to a cliff is not where I would choose to do drugs but go off Valya I guess

Ooooooooo f o r b i d d e n c o m p u t e r

I did kinda wonder how they were doing like. DNA sequencing with the technology they're supposed to have

I knew that Lila was not really gonna be dead because she is in future episodes but also. How you gonna explain this one Tula

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Stories you want to write…

… but for some reason you haven’t yet.

Tagged by @ravenclawnerd (thank you!). This will probably be hideously long so I’ll put it under a cut. I’d tag people but I honestly have no idea who’s amenable to playing silly meme games at this point or who has already been tagged. >.>

Dragon Age: I would love to finish ‘Apotheosis’ but I honestly do not know where to take it. I’ve attempted the next chapter like five distinct times - as in, I didn’t rewrite, I reread what I’d already posted and started from scratch - but at this point I would also need to replay all of Inquisition to get back in the headspace for it. /sigh I mean like, I WANT to dig into the lore! I WANT to make up weird shit about the ancient elves! I want Ghilan’nain to be a horrific Tzimisce fleshcrafter who everyone was too scared of to even write down most of her atrocities! I had so many cool ideas but I just could not make them Be A Story, for some reason, probably because I usually write one-and-done shortfic. Possibly the answer to this is I should write springboard meta and dump my ideas into the fandom sea and see if they find a new home somewhere else.

Seven Kingdoms: The Princess Problem: I wanna write the Horrible Persuasion AU for Calanthia where she succeeds at Katyia’s Legacy and everything is beautiful for the Kingdoms and she watches her friends make plans for what to do next and then she goes home and pines for six years (while also taking a hammer to the world to fix a few last things that bug her) and spends the final year of the Summit cycle AGGRESSIVELY campaigning to be a chaperone so she can go back to the Isle and see Jasper again. Because writing this involves spoiling literally everything about W6 and W7 and all the secret chains, I cannot write it yet.

Seven Kingdoms: The Princess Problem : I wanna write the Horrible But Not AU fic for post-Summit Valya (this not being an AU is ENTIRELY your fault, Tina). I mean, it’ll end happily and no one dies! ... that’s a lie, one person dies, but in keeping with the death in the game because they are not a nice person and they deserved it and it’s plot-important. It’s not MAJOR character death, anyway. This ALSO has spoilers coming out its ears and can therefore not be written until the spoiler ban is lifted.

Star Wars Crossover: I still kinda wanna write the Sequel Trilogy (lie I have still only seen two of them) PacRim AU I outlined but also outlining it appears to have killed the actual Urge To Write It so that will probably never happen.

World of Warcraft: I'm noodling around with the idea of Wrathion-centric BFA fic because I’m just like ‘you are such a fucking disaster and I love you so much but you need to work through some shit’ so it would be a lot of him being like 'what is this feeling? it’s awful. I hate it.’ (It starts with Anduin being mad and Wrathion making Surprised Pikachu face and carries on from there, I love them both SO MUCH). Also there was a sequence of drabbles no not ficlets actual 100 word drabbles yes I am a fandom old and YES I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL but I’m not a good enough writer to post those b/c my writing requires padding or you can see all the problems so clearly that I die of shame.

Detroit: Become Human: I desperately want to finish the sequel to my DBH fic ‘Comforts’ because I LOVE NORTH SO MUCH and she deserved better but the fic I set out to write involves understanding tactics and strategy and writing a battle and I can’t even write a fight with three people and have it be interesting so that’s a whole lot of NOPE. It’s been I don’t even know how long and I still have not figured out a way to not write that part but also I really needed to fix canon with a hammer because the ‘good’ route is ridiculous and would not actually have worked, it’s like eight deus ex machinas in a trench coat which WHILE APPROPRIATE FOR THIS FANDOM is also something that makes me grimace so there does, in fact, need to be some war shit which unfortunately I am not equipped to write.

Pillars of Eternity: I think I am ALMOST to the point where I’ve processed enough of my fury at Obsidian that I can try to do a soft Eder-mancing rewrite of all of PoE2. Almost. Maybe. I’m not there yet. Honestly though they were so fucking MEAN about it that I will never be out of salt even when I stop being full of rage.

Changeling: Haunted Housewarming fic with Nora and William mostly grown up and moving into a fixer-upper that happens to be haunted as heck and/or be a genus loci. I have been debating whether I want the spirit to fixate on Nora rather than William because it would be hilarious. This would not be a horror fic, it would be silly fluff with ghosts.

Red Embrace: Hollywood: This is another entry in the ‘by god if you won’t give me a happy ending I will write it myself’ fic sweepstakes, because I am a simple creature with simple needs and you don’t get to say something includes romance if there are NO happy endings damn it THAT IS NOT WHAT THAT WORD MEANS. Anyway yeah I want my little not!Malkavian to clue in enough to avert major disasters and then to be like ‘fuck this shit I’m out~ fuck this shit I’m out NO THANK YOU~’ except also to try to convince her boyfriend to go with her. (Based on Randal’s path with Saorise’s ending, I feel like that’s in the realm of possibility but also I am still feeling kind of sadface about the No Happy Endings thing so it hasn’t gotten done. Like Obsidian, this felt like an authorial choice to be deliberately cruel and I’m gonna have to get past my desire to bite people before I can write anything soft and fix-it-y.

Star Wars: The Old Republic: cultural miscue mutual pining slowburn with Arcann and Hylira because that is my JAM and the in-game romance is rushed because most of Knights was rushed but there was Potential and that potential lodged in my brain. I started this last year and occasionally flail at it but the problem is that I don’t want to BE WRITING it I want it to be WRITTEN.

Star Wars: The Old Republic: Honestly also I just wanna rewrite Knights so it irks me less. Senya and Vaylin had a Force-bond (I am prepared to fight about this) and it makes everything more fraught and also makes the way they ‘fridged Vaylin about twenty times WORSE except they never actually dealt with that or paid it off at all. I will most probably never even try to write this one, I just want it to spring into existence from my id.

Original Fiction: The thing that’s lived in my head since high school and is therefore unlikely to ever get written. I do still like it, though. Also I’m proud of baby me for going ‘--and the elves are imperialist fash dickheads who commit war crimes’ because apparently I’d picked up on enough of the racist tropes in the fantasy I inhaled on the regular to be like ‘except we’re calling all of that out as bad because it is.’ Like, good job, baby me.

[weirdletter]

The Year’s Best Dark Fantasy & Horror 2019, edited by Paula Guran, Prime Books, 2019. Cover art by Tithi Luadthong, info: amazon.com.

The supernatural, the surreal, and the all-too real... tales of the dark. Such stories have always fascinated us, and modern authors carry on the disquieting traditions of the past while inventing imaginative new ways to unsettle us. Chosen from a wide variety of venues, these stories are as eclectic and varied as shadows. This volume of 2018's best dark fantasy and horror offers more than five hundred pages of tales from some of today's finest writers of the fantastique--sure to delight as well as disturb...

Contents: “Down Where Sound Comes Blunt” – G.V. Anderson (F&SF, Mar-Apr 2018) “Hainted” – Ashley Blooms (F&SF Jul-Aug 2018) “The Empyrean Light” – Gregory Norman Bossert (Conjunctions: 71, A Cabinet of Curiosity, Fall 2018) “Raining Street” – J.S. Breukelaar (Black Static #63) The Black God’s Drums – P. Djèlí Clark (Tor.com) “Faint Voices, Increasingly Desperate” – Anya Johanna DeNiro (Shimmer #43) “Big Dark Hole” – Jeffrey Ford (Conjunctions: 71, A Cabinet of Curiosity, Fall 2018) “And Yet” – A.T. Greenblatt (Uncanny #21) “Second to the Left, and Straight On” – Jim C. Hines (Robots vs. Fairies, eds. Parisien & Wolfe) “He Sings of Salt and Wormwood” – Brian Hodge (The Devil and the Deep, ed. Datlow) “Just Another Love Song” – Kat Howard (Robots vs. Fairies, eds. Parisien & Wolfe) “Four Revelations from the Rusalka Ball” – Cassandra Khaw (The Underwater Ballroom Society, eds. Trent & Burgis) “Rust and Bone” – Mary Robinette Kowal (Shimmer #46) “The Thing About Ghost Stories” – Naomi Kritzer (Uncanny #25) “A Man Walking His Dog” – Tim Lebbon (Phantoms, ed. O’Regan) “Honey” – Valya Dudycz Lupescu (A World of Horror, ed. Guignard) “Big Mother” – Anya Ow (Strange Horizons, 1 Jan 2018) “Fish Hooks” – Kit Power (New Fears 2, ed. Morris) “The Governor” – Tim Powers (The Book of Magic, ed. Dozois) “True Crime” – M. Rickert (Nightmare #72) “Sour Milk Girls” – Erin Roberts (Clarkesworld, Jan 2018) “Every Good-bye Ain’t Gone” – Eden Royce (Strange Horizons, 30 July 2018) “Tom Is in The Attic” – Robert Shearman (Phantoms, ed. O’Regan) “When We Fall, We Forget” – Angela Slatter, (Phantoms, ed. O’Regan) “In This Twilight” – Simon Strantzas (Nothing Is Everything) “The Crow Knight” – Bonnie Jo Stufflebeam (Beneath Ceaseless Skies, 11 Oct 2018) “Thanatrauma” – Steve Rasnic Tem (New Fears 2, ed. Morris) “Sick Cats in Small Places” – Kaaron Warren (A World of Horror, ed. Guignard) “Blood and Smoke, Vinegar and Ashes” – D.P. Watt (The Silent Garden, Vol. 1) “The Pine Arch Collection” – Michael Wehunt (The Dark #36) “In the End, It Always Turns Out the Same –” A.C. Wise (The Dark #37) “Asphalt, River, Mother, Child” – Isabel Yap (Strange Horizons, 8 Oct 2018) “Music for the Underworld” – E. Lily Yu (Terraform, 29 Mar 2018)

[strangestorytellersims]

Rules: answer 21 questions, then tag 21 people you want to get to know better. I was taggeg by @wistfulpoltergeist [ thanks, man, I needed smth to take my mind off the work issues ].

nickname Vel. Well, it’s Valentin actually, but in Russian a shorter form would be “Valya” and this… thing summons a demon inside of me. Though, when I studied in the UK, everyone called me “Val”, so I’ve gotten quite used to it - and since I like the sound of it, but don't like the look of it - it became “Vel” and we’re done here.

zodiac: Virgo

height: ~187 cm

last thing you searched Место встречи изменить нельзя english title

favourite musicians: Beethoven, Handel, Shostakovitch, Schubert, Tchaikovsky... And here you can find smth more modern, hehe.

if you had a time machine, would you go back in time or visit the future? A turn of 16th and 17th century for sure. But I hope it’s not a disposable time machine, for I’d like to see Ancient Egypt too.

do you get asks? From time to time. WCIFs mostly, but sometimes wonderful people write me some wonderful things and it’s very inspiring.

following: My fave ts4 creators, people who post beautiful edits and interesting stories, blogs dedicated to architecture, dark or cozy aesthetics and art.

would you rather be rich or famous? I would give away all my money just to stay unknown, so...

amount of sleep? 4-5 hours. ~7 on very rare lucky days.

what’re you wearing? Old black jeans and t-shirt with “purrr evil”, blue flannel shirt and felt boots - no kidding, it’s the best soft and comfortable slippers you can imagine for the cold season.

dream job: A video games writer - but actually I’m pretty fine with my current job [ I’m a project manager in an IT company ].

dream trip: Wanna see Lena pillars maybe. However, I don’t dream a lot.

if you were an animal, what would you be? I’d like to reply “raven” but rook is more likely.

what are some of your favourite—

books: Gosh, there are SO MANY! Well, my life would never be the same without Tolkien’s Silmarillion, Machiavelli’s Prince, Bulgakov’s Heart of a Dog, Plato’s dialogues, Le Guin‘s Wizard of Earthsea, Huxley’s Brave New World, Wilde’s Ideal Husband, Shakespeare’s Coriolanus, Sabatini’s Captain Blood, Lampedusa‘s Leopard and Platonov’s Foundation Pit. I’m not totally crazy and also I really like Neil Gaiman, Frank Herbert, David Wingrove, William Gibson, China Mieville, Arturo Perez-Reverte, Neal Stephenson and many others.

But my usual bookshelf consists of, for example, "The Military Organisation of a Renaissance State: Venice c.1400 to 1617","Artful Armies, Beautiful Battles: Art and Warfare in the Early Modern Europe", "Turin, 1564-1680: Urban Design, Military Culture and the Creation of the Absolutist Capital" and so on.

And I just adore Zelazny‘s Lord of Light and Whittemore’s Jerusalem Quartet.

films: Just like the books - a terrible mix of everything. 2046, Metropolis, Ikiru, Amarcord, Only Old Men Are Going to Battle, The Damned, Fight Club, Psycho, The Godfather, Starwars I-VI, Amadeus, Master and Commander, The Bridge on the River Qai, Blade Runner, Wild Strawberries, The Meeting Place Cannot Be Changed, Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence, Cube, Citizen Cane, 2001: A Space Odyssey... Well, it’s sort of an endless list, tbh.

shows: I can watch almost everything, but let’s talk of what I watched more than 2 times. So... Babylon 5, Firely, HBO Rome.

games: Morrowind, Dragon Age: Origins and Dragon Age 2, Mass Effect 1-3, Dark Souls series, Portal 1-2, Planescape: Torment, Baldur’s Gate 1-2, Pillars of Eternity 1, Deus Ex series, Pathologic 1-2, Dishonored 2, Heroes of Might and Magic 3. You also can look here.

instruments you play: I can play guitar and probably piano, but it was really long ago.

languages: Native Russian, macabre English and Français misérable.

describe yourself as an aesthetic: Can’t choose between a small rock somewhere in the northern fogs and a stainless mirror.

I tag @remussims, @plazasims, @lizziksims, @ft19891211-sims, @something-wicked-sims, @windenlove, @teanmoon, @elfydrell, @aggressivekitty, @raventons, @miljamaison, @dallasgirl79, @o--b-s-c-u-r-u--s, @happylifesims, @blahberry-pancake, @helsoseira, @rethdis-love, @lazyeyelids, @sentate, @sg5150, @hula-zombie.

[thegoldenrecordwr121]

What is on The Golden Record?

SIDE ONE:

"Greeting from Kurt Waldheim, Secretary-General of the United Nations"

"Greetings in 55 Languages" - Various Artists

"United Nations Greetings/Whale Songs" - Various Artists

"The Sounds of Earth" - Various Artists, incl.

"Haromices Mundi" (Laurie Spiegel) Brandenburg Concerto No. 2:

"I. Allegro" - Johann Sebastian Bach

"Puspawarna" - Mangkunegara IV

"Cengunmé" - Mahi musicians of Benin

"Alima Song" - Mbuti of the Ituri Rainforest

"Barnumbirr/Moikoi Song" - Tom Djawa, Mudpo, and Waliparu

"El Cascabel" - Lorenzo Barcelata

"Johnny B. Goode" - Chuck Berry

"Mariuamangɨ" - Pranis Pandang and Kumbui of the Nyaura Clan

"Sokaku-Reibo" - Kinko Kurosawa Partita No. 3:

"III. Gavotte en Rondeau" - Johann Sebastian Bach The Magic Flute:

"Der Hölle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen" - Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

"Chakrulo" - Georgian State Merited Ensemble of Folk Song and Dance

SIDE TWO:

"Roncadoras and Drums" - Musicians from Áncash

"Melancholy Blues" - Louis Armstrong and His Hot Seven

"Muğam (Çahargah ahəngi)" - Kamil Jalilov

The Rite of Spring: "Sacrificial Dance" - Igor Stravinsky

The Well-Tempered Clavier: "Prelude and Fugue in C major" - Johann Sebastian Bach

Symphony No. 5: "I. Allegro" - Ludwig van Beethoven

"Izlel E Delyo Haydutin" - Valya Balkanska

"Navajo Night Chant, Yeibichai Dance" - Ambrose Roan Horse

"The Fairie Round" - Anthony Holborne

"Naranaratana Kookokoo" - Maniasinimae and Taumaetarau Chieftain Tribe of Oloha and Palasu'u Village Community in Small Malaita

"Wedding Song" - Young girl from Huancavelica

"Liu Shui" - Bo Ya

"Jaat Kahan Ko" - Kesarbai Kerkar

String Quartet No. 13: "V. Cavatina" - Ludwig van Beethoven

[autistic-parker]

I’ve made an entire playlist about Mitzi and Valya.

[aflashbak]

Carl Sagan writes to Chuck Berry - 1986 Go - Johnny - go! The following music was included on the Voyager record. Bach, Brandenburg Concerto No. 2 in F. First Movement Java, court gamelan, "Kinds of Flowers," recorded by Robert Brown. Senegal, percussion, recorded by Charles Duvelle. Zaire, Pygmy girls' initiation song, recorded by Colin Turnbull. Australia, Aborigine songs, "Morning Star" and "Devil Bird” Mexico, "El Cascabel," performed by Lorenzo Barcelata and the Mariachi México. "Johnny B. Goode," written and performed by Chuck Berry. New Guinea, men's house song, recorded by Robert MacLennan. Japan, shakuhachi, "Tsuru No Sugomori" Bach, "Gavotte en rondeaux" from the Partita No. 3 Mozart, The Magic Flute, Queen of the Night aria, no. 14. Georgian S.S.R., chorus, "Tchakrulo” Peru, panpipes and drum "Melancholy Blues," performed by Louis Armstrong and his Hot Seven. 3 Azerbaijan S.S.R., bagpipes, recorded by Radio Moscow. 2:30 Stravinsky, Rite of Spring, Sacrificial Dance, Columbia Symphony Orchestra, Igor Stravinsky, conductor. 4:35 Bach, The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book 2, Prelude and Fugue in C, No.1. Glenn Gould, piano. 4:48 Beethoven, Fifth Symphony, First Movement, the Philharmonia Orchestra, Otto Klemperer, conductor. 7:20 Bulgaria, "Izlel je Delyo Hagdutin," sung by Valya Balkanska. 4:59 Navajo Indians, Night Chant, recorded by Willard Rhodes. 0:57 Holborne, Paueans, Galliards, Almains and Other Short Aeirs, "The Fairie Round," performed by David Munrow and the Early Music Consort of London. 1:17 Solomon Islands, panpipes, collected by the Solomon Islands Broadcasting Service. 1:12 Peru, wedding song, recorded by John Cohen. 0:38 China, ch'in, "Flowing Streams," performed by Kuan P'ing-hu. 7:37 India, raga, "Jaat Kahan Ho," sung by Surshri Kesar Bai Kerkar. 3:30 "Dark Was the Night," written and performed by Blind Willie Johnson. 3:15 Beethoven, String Quartet No. 13 in B flat, Opus 130, Cavatina, performed by Budapest String Quartet. 6:37 #nasa #chuckberry #music #space #carlsagan #space #goldendisc #voyager #records #rockandroll #1980s https://www.instagram.com/p/CaS339Zsamq/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Voyager Golden Record audio sampler

Excerpts from the Voyager Golden Record, now available on vinyl and CD from Ozma Records (www.ozmarecords.com).

Track list: 1. Greeting from Kurt Waldheim, Secretary-General of the United Nations 2. Greetings in 55 Languages 3. United Nations Greetings/Whale Songs 4. The Sounds of Earth 5. Brandenburg Concerto No. 2 in F Major, BWV 1047: I. Allegro (Johann Sebastian Bach) - Munich Bach Orchestra/Karl Richter 6. Ketawang: Puspåwårnå (Kinds of Flowers) - Pura Paku Alaman Palace Orchestra/K.R.T. Wasitodipuro 7. Cengunmé - Mahi musicians of Benin 8. Alima Song - Mbuti of the Ituri Rainforest 9. Barnumbirr (Morning Star) and Moikoi Song - Tom Djawa, Mudpo, and Waliparu 10. El Cascabel (Lorenzo Barcelata) - Antonio Maciel and Los Aguilillas with Mariachi México de Pepe Villa/Rafael Carrión 11. Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry 12. Mariuamangɨ - Pranis Pandang and Kumbui of the Nyaura Clan 13. Sokaku-Reibo (Depicting the Cranes in Their Nest) - Goro Yamaguchi 14. Partita for Violin Solo No. 3 in E Major, BWV 1006: III. Gavotte en Rondeau (Johann Sebastian Bach) - Arthur Grumiaux 15. The Magic Flute (Die Zauberflöte), K. 620, Act II: Hell’s Vengeance Boils in My Heart (Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart) - Bavarian State Opera Orchestra and Chorus/Wolfgang Sawallisch 16. Chakrulo - Georgian State Merited Ensemble of Folk Song and Dance/Anzor Kavsadze 17. Roncadoras and Drums - Musicians from Ancash 18. Melancholy Blues (Marty Bloom/Walter Melrose) - Louis Armstrong and His Hot Seven 19. Muğam - Kamil Jalilov 20. The Rite of Spring (Le Sacre du Printemps), Part II—The Sacrifice: VI. Sacrificial Dance (The Chosen One) (Igor Stravinsky) - Columbia Symphony Orchestra/Igor Stravinsky 21. The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book II: Prelude & Fugue No. 1 in C Major, BWV 870 (Johann Sebastian Bach) - Glenn Gould 22. Symphony No. 5 in C Minor, Opus 67: I. Allegro Con Brio (Ludwig Van Beethoven) - Philharmonia Orchestra/Otto Klemperer 23. Izlel e Delyu Haydutin - Valya Balkanska 24. Navajo Night Chant, Yeibichai Dance - Ambrose Roan Horse, Chester Roan, and Tom Roan 25. The Fairie Round (Anthony Holborne) - Early Music Consort of London/David Munrow 26. Naranaratana Kookokoo (The Cry of the Megapode Bird) - Maniasinimae and Taumaetarau Chieftain Tribe of Oloha and Palasu’u Village Community in Small Malaita 27. Wedding Song - Young girl of Huancavelica 28. Liu Shui (Flowing Streams) - Guan Pinghu 29. Bhairavi: Jaat Kahan Ho - Kesarbai Kerkar 30. Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground - Blind Willie Johnson 31. String Quartet No. 13 in B-flat Major, Opus 130: V. Cavatina (Ludwig Van Beethoven) - Budapest String Quartet

[katieamazeballs]

Lmfao.....look, Papa C.....you’ve got Maks. Let your wife have Valya.

Why is anon that upset that people think Val looks like his mom??? It’s like it really upsets them that Val resembles his own mother lmao.

It’s a travesty

[merlintbux912nelioxkab814-blog]

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Je nach Modell schwankt die Leistung von 40 Watt bis hin zu 1500 Watt. Stiftung Warentest hat sich ebenfalls mit den Entsaftern beschäftigt und teilt seine Erfahrungen in der Ausgabe im August 2013. Die bleiben als Trester im Entsafter zurück, während der Saft über den Ausguss in ein Glas oder eine Kanne fließt. Wer heute gesund leben will, sollte auf weniger Fertiges beim Essen achten, beim Selber machen braucht man allerdings Zeit, die spart ein solcher Entsafter, Das Auspressen der Säfte geht natürlich schnell, zeitaufwendig ist das Saubermachen des Entsafters, da punktet diese Gerät aus meiner Sicht, da er sich sogar schneller Saubermachen lässt als sein Vorgänger, den ich seit über 8 Jahren hatte. So können Sie aus unseren Vorschlägen in unserem Test oder Vergleich Ihren eigenen Entsafter Bestseller wählen. Die Gesamtgröße lässt jedoch Bedenken aufkommen. Im Laufe unserer Recherchen konnten wir lediglich einen Unterschied hinsichtlich der Farbgebung entdecken. Manueller Weizengras & Gemüse Entsafter BL-30. Ein schonendes Entsaften ist empfehlenswert, um möglichst viele Vitamine zu erhalten.

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Panasonic Saftpresse

Ambiano Profi Entsafter Test

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Entsafter Edelstahl Test

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[johndombroski]

Voyager Golden Record

1. Greeting from Kurt Waldheim, Secretary-General of the United Nations 2. Greetings in 55 Languages 3. United Nations Greetings/Whale Songs 4. The Sounds of Earth 5. Brandenburg Concerto No. 2 in F Major, BWV 1047: I. Allegro (Johann Sebastian Bach) - Munich Bach Orchestra/Karl Richter 6. Ketawang: Puspåwårnå (Kinds of Flowers) - Pura Paku Alaman Palace Orchestra/K.R.T. Wasitodipuro 7. Cengunmé - Mahi musicians of Benin 8. Alima Song - Mbuti of the Ituri Rainforest 9. Barnumbirr (Morning Star) and Moikoi Song - Tom Djawa, Mudpo, and Waliparu 10. El Cascabel (Lorenzo Barcelata) - Antonio Maciel and Los Aguilillas with Mariachi México de Pepe Villa/Rafael Carrión 11. Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry 12. Mariuamangɨ - Pranis Pandang and Kumbui of the Nyaura Clan 13. Sokaku-Reibo (Depicting the Cranes in Their Nest) - Goro Yamaguchi 14. Partita for Violin Solo No. 3 in E Major, BWV 1006: III. Gavotte en Rondeau (Johann Sebastian Bach) - Arthur Grumiaux 15. The Magic Flute (Die Zauberflöte), K. 620, Act II: Hell’s Vengeance Boils in My Heart (Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart) - Bavarian State Opera Orchestra and Chorus/Wolfgang Sawallisch 16. Chakrulo - Georgian State Merited Ensemble of Folk Song and Dance/Anzor Kavsadze 17. Roncadoras and Drums - Musicians from Ancash 18. Melancholy Blues (Marty Bloom/Walter Melrose) - Louis Armstrong and His Hot Seven 19. Muğam - Kamil Jalilov 20. The Rite of Spring (Le Sacre du Printemps), Part II—The Sacrifice: VI. Sacrificial Dance (The Chosen One) (Igor Stravinsky) - Columbia Symphony Orchestra/Igor Stravinsky 21. The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book II: Prelude & Fugue No. 1 in C Major, BWV 870 (Johann Sebastian Bach) - Glenn Gould 22. Symphony No. 5 in C Minor, Opus 67: I. Allegro Con Brio (Ludwig Van Beethoven) - Philharmonia Orchestra/Otto Klemperer 23. Izlel e Delyu Haydutin - Valya Balkanska 24. Navajo Night Chant, Yeibichai Dance - Ambrose Roan Horse, Chester Roan, and Tom Roan 25. The Fairie Round (Anthony Holborne) - Early Music Consort of London/David Munrow 26. Naranaratana Kookokoo (The Cry of the Megapode Bird) - Maniasinimae and Taumaetarau Chieftain Tribe of Oloha and Palasu’u Village Community in Small Malaita 27. Wedding Song - Young girl of Huancavelica 28. Liu Shui (Flowing Streams) - Guan Pinghu 29. Bhairavi: Jaat Kahan Ho - Kesarbai Kerkar 30. Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground - Blind Willie Johnson 31. String Quartet No. 13 in B-flat Major, Opus 130: V. Cavatina (Ludwig Van Beethoven) - Budapest String Quartet

[cristinacori]

For my endless journey westwards I have the seat number 6 in the wagon number 0 of the worst-platzkart ever. Just one working plug, which is located on the bed under mine, so that anyone who wants to load some electronic devices has to do it on the head of the poor man who sleeps there. Empty drinking water tap: we must drink the boiling samovar water, which would not be so annoying if it were not that air conditioning is faulty and the wagon is terribly warm.

The provodnitsa of the night shift is a brusque, short and chubby woman, of those who, as they say in Rome “it’s easier to jump than to go around”. The other one is a gentle skinny lady flame haired. Together they seem Stan and Oliver, but at least the fellow travellers are interesting. Below my bed there are a old couple. He, Vova, has black moustache, grey eyes made heavier by the age, huge round fingers and he is covered in tattoos. She, Valya, has short cut hair and her face streaked with slight wrinkles, she is a cheerful woman and she has nervous chatter. They are directed to Moscow, they speak only Russian and they virtually adopt me. The train leaves and the lady pulls out tablecloth, metal cups and plastic containers filled with everything imaginable food. They offer a bit of their dinner Valya tucks in my soup freeze-dried pieces of smoked ham and without asking me anything, she peels boiled eggs and hands me the bread. I think I must have awakened her maternal instincts, she wants to feed me at all costs. Maybe I stink with my skinny vegetarian sandwiches and Korean soups from the discount supermarket.

They tell me many things (who knows what) and call me “Kristin”. I ask them, in my weird Russian, where they are from. They come from a place that is not a city, but a tongue twister, though I pretend to have understood; anyway I have no choice because they will continue to talk to me as if I really could understand what they say, asking me questions they expect me to answer.

The following day the heat does not let up, and the people in the wagon fan themselves, dripping with sweat, with everything that falls into their hands. To survive the heat, the Uzbek of the seat number 12 begins to open all the windows of the wagon, including the one on my bed. He supports it with a plastic bottle filled with kvas (a Russian drink made from fermented black bread) to make sure that it does not close and he has decided it must stay there. So I have to sleep with the bottle at the side of the pillow. The idea of the open windows is good for the day, but not for the night. At sunset, the cold air of the Siberian nights enters through the window like a sharp blade and lash my face mercilessly. I curl up as much as possible in the cotton blanket, but I can’t get to sleep so I get up at dawn when the whole car is still sleeping. I prepare my tea and I drink watching the landscape in motion. It is raining outside. The dense wiry birch forest is covered with a rosy morning mist through which the sun shines in a dance in which chases the train, appearing and disappearing among the white tree trunks.

We skirt for a long time a large muddy river on which a graceful mist hangs like a long nebulous snake concealing its banks. After few hours the landscape changes and the train makes its way through dark valleys still shrouded in mist and meadows covered with tall flowers of a bright pink. The rain continues to tap on the glass only disturbed by the passage in the corridor of a fat provodnitsa whose flesh barely stays inside the shirt. The upbeat music coming out of the basket of snacks she is pushing announces her presence. “Pirojki, kartochki…” she loudly proposes passing through the wagon. The Uzbek of the seat number 12 makes a joke, she plays along and gives him a playful slap. Everyone laughs, he must have said something funny.

Not speaking Russian is one of the things I regret, I think watching them laugh. If I had been able I would chatted with my fellow travellers, with the provodnitsa. Who knows how many stories I missed, how many anecdotes and opinions on this or that topic. Why so much they, the Russians, always have something to say, they are a people of great talkers. I find it hard to imagine them the way Kapuscinsky describes them the USSR times. The Polish reporter (who also travelled in the Trans-Siberian) writes of them that they remained silent, distrustful, they avoided to speak and hoped that no one performed questions.

It was another era, shaped by suspicion towards each other, by the fear of uttering too many words, to sound curious. All dangerous characteristics at the time.

“The foundations of the Soviet empire have always been the regime of terror and fear. Only perestroika and glasnost’ constitute a significant departure. People are starting to publicly express his opinions to have their own ideas, to criticize and to ask. This becomes an exaltation, a general drunkenness […] everywhere do nothing but talk, talk and talk. […] This verbal superabundance, that talkative oratory is favoured by the Russian language, phrasing from that large, lying, boundless like the Russian land”.

The third day of travel some young Russian soldiers get on the train. They are teens guys who are doing the canonical year of conscription. Among them myself, the bizarre italianka, am a note from the pack and within five minutes they all are making me questions. Where am I from? Do I speak Russian? What am I doing in Siberia? Am I really travelling alone? And they start making pictures of me. Everyone wants souvenir selfies with this being that comes from the exotic faraway Rome. This “young Russian army” does not travel alone: it is accompanied by a non commissioned officer who looks like the same age of the boys he is responsible for. Talking to them I discover that the conscription in Russia is mandatory. Every boy at the age of eighteen must pay a year in the army. They were lucky, Sergej tells me, the only one who speaks few words of English, up to 2008 the years of conscription were two. He smiles at me and he offers me an apple.

The following day the Russian army gets off in Krasnoyarsk and new travelling mates get on the train. Among the newcomers there are six girls, contemporary dance dancers. One of them is specialized in hip hop. They make me look some videos on their phones and even if I do not understand anything about dance, they seem to be really good. I was told that they travel to Ekaterinburg where they have an appointment at the US consulate to pick up a visa to go to California where they will participate in a popular dance competition. They are a bit worried, Ekaterina, one of them says. The US visa is not mere bureaucracy for Russian citizens: the girls will first have to undergo an interview with the console. Those among them who are not married are more anxious because the US government does not look kindly on the Russian unmarried women; the cliché has it that the Eastern European girls use to lure American men to get married in order to to obtain the US citizenship.

A few hundred kilometres after Novosibirsk, the capital of Western Siberia, we arrive at the station of Barabinsk. The passengers before leaving the car, consult the table affixed to the provodnitsas’compartment door, which shows the time spent at each station. In this way those who want to get off to buy something to eat, or just to stretch their legs or to smoke, know for how long time the train will be stopped before leaving again. Ekaterina invites me to come down with her friends, she wants to show me the itinerant fishmongers of smoked dry fish waiting passengers on the platform. Apparently this fish is a speciality in high demand as everyone rushes to buy this delicacy with enthusiasm. We walk up and down the platform to look at our travel companions carefully choose their dinner, and a merchant of fur hats furry tries in vain to convince me to do a deal by buying one. It’s time to climb aboard and all people happy with their food purchases, get on train. In the wagon now an air unbreathable hovers: a mixture of smoked fish and musty smell united to that of about twenty people who haven’t had a shower for days. You get used and, in the end, the fish is tasty. The blonde lady of the seat number 22 makes me taste it. She is going to Moscow to visit her grandchildren. The woman on her fifties is from Norilsk, a Siberian town far to the north, where summers last a month and winters, endless, record a temperature that is about -35°C. Ekaterina translates the lady tales for me, while she makes the fish into small pieces. She is amused to see my face in disbelief. At her eyes me, the italianka tourist, am a strange being that comes from the tropics.

Six-day journey by train: my journey from Vladivostok to Yekaterinburg For my endless journey westwards I have the seat number 6 in the wagon number 0 of the worst-platzkart ever.