#cheetar

[incorrecthsrquotes]

Alternate take from Unnatural

Coach Z: It’s as long as a fortball fierled. Runs as faest as a cheetar.

King of Town: Weighs as much as a blue whale.

Marzipan: Can we negotiate with it?

Strong Sad: No. It has the intelligence of a two-years-old child.

Strong Bad: (voice-over) By the time King Bubsgonzola was finally defeated, it had eaten enough people to fill a stadium and devastated an area the size of Rhode Island.

[morphenominalconfessions]

“The Villains in Operation Overdrive were all really underwhelming and kind of non-threatening.”

[catluniscia]

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Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, THUNDER CATS HOOOOOOOOOOO!

Did I ever tell you how I love ThunderCats? Like I was raised on this stuff, my mom was a fan and got me into it as a kid...up there with super Mario brothers super show anyway.

Behold Cheetara! The lovely Gymnist bo staff using cool Cheetara!

Please ignore the background I noticed it looks like the backgrounds in school yearbook photos...I was trying to do the cool cloudy stuff they did in backgrounds in the cartoon...I am just gonna go over here and watch Thundercats!

[munjikim]

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[kwibbleblog]

I feel like if transformers could eat organic food starscream would LOVE cheese, and I don't just mean like basic cheetar he would be a absolute cheese enthusias you go to his house and he has a fancy little cheese platter ready with wine he also fully expects the same from everyone else

(do transformers have houses?? Does starscream have a house?)

[teenytotty]

up up down down left right left right b a start

[ccborrega]

Revisit to my old headcanon that Carmen used to be La Tigresa when she was a kid.

(Her brother was Justice Jaguar and her dad Mighty Cheetar. IT MAKES SENSE.)

[magma-paint]

El Tigre Pokemon AU; Rivera Family feline Pokemon aces

El Tigre I: Incineroar. Met as a Litten not long after obtaining the El Tigre Belt. It refused to listen to him at times, doing its own thing, but the two were thick as thieves. Refused to stay in the most primitive of PokeBalls at the time.

Dark Leopard: Liepard. Met as a Purrloin while gathering material to construct the Stone Mecha. Notorious for joining in on crimes and causing chaos, but god help you if you messed with its human in its proximity. Kept in a very primitive Apricorn Ball until the ball was destroyed in combat while Liepard was outside it.

Golden Leon: Pyroar. Met as a Litleo during late childhood and evolved around the time of creation of the Bronze Boots of Truth. LOVES to be petted even though Leon usually sustains burns from accidentally petting near its mane. Kept in a more refined but still primitive Apricorn Ball.

The Mighty Cheetar: Persian, Alolan variety. Met as a Meowth during one of his island raids. Often found so much loot that the steam-powered suit would be difficult to get airborne due to the weight. Kept in the final primitive form of Poke Ball before the design was perfected.

Justice Jaguar: Meowstic. Met as an Espurr shortly after his sister’s marriage. Became so attached to its Trainer and grew to love fighting crime to the point it was willing to perish alongside him while performing the Super Macho Blitz. Kept in the first known perfected Poke Ball.

Puma Loco: Persian, Kanto variety. Met as a Meowth as a boy and evolved after Puma and Jaguar’s falling out regarding the path the former chose. Is a great thief who can bring in lots of loot without getting caught, and often leaves knocked out Bird Pokemon in the Golden Sombrero of Chaos as a present. Kept in an Ultra Ball until it was destroyed in combat, now kept in a Luxury Ball.

White Pantera: Shiny Luxray. Met as a Shinx during late elementary school and only member of the Rivera family to own a Shiny (discounting Maria who once owned a Shiny Gardevoir). It doesn’t know who you are but if you’re out committing crime or trying to hurt its Trainer or family, it will look for you, it will find you, and IT WILL KILL YOU KICK YOUR ASS. Kept in a Great Ball.

El Tigre II: Incineroar. Met as a Litten not long after obtaining the El Tigre Belt. Goes along with whatever plan its Trainer has in store and cause havoc together, but will restrain him if it senses danger. Kept in a Poke Ball with a flaming heart painted on it.

[loopsfromafountainpen]

The Tiger Spirit

Fandom: El Tigre

Characters: El Tigre I and II

El Tigre: the Adventures of Manny Rivera and all characters © Jorge Gutierrez

Originally published on FanFiction: July 21, 2016

Years before the Grave Escape, El Tigre visits a descendant... and bestows a fate-altering gift.

November 2: In the Land of the Dead, a new morning paralleled the Land of the Living's bright weather. El Tigre glanced around his old shack, destroyed by the use of the Ancient Tiger Spirit. Thanks to the new El Tigre, though, he wouldn't have been using it anyway. He would try to spend more time with his family. It was in part his separation from others drove him mad in the first place. (He wished he'd said something about that to the new El Tigre.) He'd probably figure it out. Manny was an amazing kid; he was destined for greatness far longer than he'd owned the belt.

El Tigre pulled up a lop-sided, singed chair to a blackened spool table— the only parts of the shack left whole by the Ancient Tiger Spirit. A wide smile washed over his face as he remembered the first time he met the new Tigre. Not when he had given him the belt, but a brief moment, long before that.

Justice Jaguar had first heard of the boy's birth from his sister. He then told Golden Leon, who passed the information along to the Mighty Cheetar, who then told Dark Leopard; but no one told El Tigre. At least, no one mentioned it until the next Dia de los Muertos. An unfortunate oversight. El Tigre was minding his own business at the Land of the Dead's lone saloon, just eavesdropping on his family, when Justice Jaguar mentioned seeing pictures of the boy's first birthday hanging on the wall.

Then the arguments began: would the new Rivera be a hero or a villain? Was it too early to tell? Each side claimed him for their own. Something about the news of this boy moved him. All this pointless arguing. But more than pity for the boy's situation, he felt an unavoidable curiosity bubble to the surface of his mind. El Tigre looked up at the clock on the saloon's wall. There were a few hours of the day left. He still had time.

The Rivera household was dark and quiet; El Tigre assumed everyone was asleep. Not that they'd see him sneaking in anyways. In the entry hall, he passed the pictures Justice Jaguar mentioned earlier, alongside pictures of White Pantera and Puma Loco. Underneath the boy's pictures, someone had written the caption, "Manny's first birthday." El Tigre gave the pictures a half-smile: he was equally proud of both the heroic and the evil descendants. Beneath the pictures stood the small Dia de los Muertos shrine. There wasn't any food left, but El Tigre admitted that it was his fault for being so late.

Before El Tigre could ponder the pictures too closely, he heard a small… outburst. It wasn't quite a cry, and it wasn't quite a laugh. It was just enough to get El Tigre's attention. The hero (or villain) glanced down the hallway and followed the soft sound. His own pale blue glow illuminated his path, though no one else could have noticed it.

At the end of the hallway, El Tigre found the youngest Rivera's room. It was filled with lovingly given toys and posters little boys were sure to adore. A little grey machine sent ambient rain noses floating through the room.

The boy– Manny, El Tigre corrected himself–stood at the edge of his crib, gripping the painted white wood bars, apparent excitement about to send him jumping out of his baby-blue onesie. El Tigre turned sharply and froze. He glanced down the hallway anxiously, wondering if Manny's parents was coming. El Tigre stood there for two entire minutes. Then something amazing happened.

Manny started giggling. El Tigre turned back to the boy. The cry had been for him, the toddler had been staring at him, that laugh was for him. Manny could see him.

With more caution than he had ever exercised before, El Tigre shifted towards Manny's crib. He reached the edge of it; his gaze met Manny's smiling eyes. The boy's grin was infectious, and soon he, too wore a warmer smile than he had in centuries.

He hoped that out of everything he had experienced and forgotten, he would remember this. El Tigre had only met one other Rivera, his son, as a child. All the others were stories told to him by his descendants. But this child, a grandson separated by so many "greats" that he didn't even want to count, felt as dear to him as Dark Leopard did.

It was a shame he seemed destined to have a side chosen for him.

El Tigre suddenly had an idea. He cupped his hands, whispered a nearly unintelligible phrase, and hoped his powers would work. At the end of the phrase, a small, green tiger cub appeared in his hands. The tiny animal spirit mewed and nuzzled the hands of its creator. Manny laughed and clapped from the other side of the crib.

The Tiger Spirit pawed the edge of the crib. Now El Tigre understood why he felt compelled to visit the Rivera home. He leaned closer to his descendant and held the tiger out to him. The tiger cub licked Manny's face before gleefully floating around him. He stopped at the child's side, and with a nod to El Tigre, disappeared. El Tigre's stare flitted between his descendant's smiling face and the place where the tiger was just sitting. He had found the new El Tigre.

Pride flooded every inch of El Tigre's being. Forget having a side chosen for him: every El Tigre was destined for greatness, and he was destined to carve out that greatness for himself. He could choose his side. He could break the pattern. But a small sliver of sadness gnawed at the first Tigre's mind. What if he couldn't choose? With this Tiger Spirit, Manny would always be at odds with himself— something El Tigre himself couldn't handle. Manny needed to be stronger than him. Fortunately, El Tigre also decided that the boy would never be alone. Both good and evil agreed that should Manny need help, help would come.

A grandfather clock rung out from the hallway. The first toll of midnight. Eleven more and he would be back in the Land of the Dead. El Tigre re-conjured the small tiger cub and left it sleeping next to the now-drowsy Manny. At the door, he looked back. Though the cub would disappear by morning, both slept peacefully. El Tigre's smile crept back onto his face as he left the Rivera home. Whether the child would end up good or evil, El Tigre loved him whole-heartedly.

Thanks for checking it out, and as always, comments/ constructive criticisms are always welcomed!

[divyaksblog]

The anonymous weeping 'Rudali'

Whenever it comes to the talk of the ‘Rudali’ in borderline areas of Rajasthan like Jodhpur, Barmer and Jaisalmer, who used to work for Kings and Princes and after them for the Rajput Landlords as the weeper on the death of any male member, the first thing that comes to mind is the film ‘Rudali’, directed by Kalpana Lazmi in 1993 which was based on the novel of the same name, written by Mahashweta Devi.

It was shown in the film that a ‘Rudali’(moirologist in Greek) is a woman in black clothing who mourns loudly sitting among the grieving women. It is said that he more dramatic it is, the more it will be in discussions. However, now the literacy is increasing and migration is also happening rapidly. People are now giving priority to peaceful funeral. Due to which, the value of the weeping women is decreasing. They are living in the shadow of anonymity. Some people say that Rudalis don't exist anymore, but they do exist in today's time.

But Rudalis still exist...

The second and current aspect is that they still exist in villages like Shergarh and Patodi in Jodhpur, Cheetar ka Par, Kotda, Chuli and Fatehgarh in Barmer and Ramdeora and Pokhran in Jaisalmer. Although, the scope of the female weepers is largely confined now, the reason behind is that the effect of Rajput landlords is not that much as it used to be. Secondly, even the few remaining Rajput landlords; do not give much preference to the luxury now to invite Rudali for mourning. These Rudalis are not just from Ganju and Dusad races, but most of them are either Bhil or from other lower castes. In fact, all the female weepers are widow and they are still considered unlucky. Society deals with them in the same way as people treat a woman after her husband's death.

The pain of life in group songs

As far as living outside the village is concerned, Rudalis are given shelter in Oran of some villages in Jodhpur, Barmer and Jaisalmer. For instance, where the last house of the village comes, Rudalis first home begins from the same spot.

Their houses are made of thatch and mud clay. Even today, Rudalis can be seen in these villages singing in groups. They share their sorrows in these groups.

Their age affects clothing

The age of Rudalis define their ensemble. For instance, if the widow is young then she should wear light green attire. It is dark red color for the older widows. It is not the whole truth that these female weepers have to stay outside the village. In fact, in earlier times, the kings and princes used to have plenty of lands, hence considering Rudalis as unlucky; they used to provide them shelter outside the village. Due to lack of new and young widows in villages, this profession is shrinking. May be, it won't be special if the profession get diminished. The female weepers who are skilled in agriculture, animal husbandry and labor, earn more than those who are only dependent on the weeping work.

Despised weepers want honor

It is important to find the solution of lack of work for Rudalis, which is leading them to the point of starvation. Since Rudalis do not have good reputation in the society, it is quite difficult to marry the girls of their generations. Also, there is lack of literacy among them. Rudalis are contemned till now, but now they want respect and reputation in the society. Instead of the compassion and pity society have for them, they want rights. Rights to do something, independence to do any work, right to education, right to choose groom of their own choice, and most importantly, right to live life on their own terms after being widowed.

[syougunfes]

ｌeo. with split cheetar

Vo.leo. Vo.英人 Gt.Toshiaki Gt.mao Gt.楓 Ba.希 Dr.義鷹 Per.のび Key.カナタ

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Cheetah Cub and Puppy Are Best of Friends

New Post has been published on http://omgnewsy.com/cheetah-cub-puppy-best-friends/

Cheetah Cub and Puppy Are Best of Friends

He’s been hand-reared by humans and his best mate is a dog, so keepers at the National Zoo & Aquarium joke that they aren’t sure their new star attraction even knows he’s a cheetah.

Four-month-old Solo was unveiled at the Canberra zoo on Wednesday, two days ahead of his public debut as one of the zoo’s ambassador animals.

The product of a rare single-cub birth, the aptly named Solo has been hand-reared by keepers Kyle Macdonald and Aline IJsselmuiden since he was 19 days old.

Because mothers struggle to produce milk for a single cheetah cub, the keepers even began living at the zoo so they could bottle feed Solo every two hours until he was old enough to move onto his new diet.

He now eats 900 grams of meat each day, with mainly chicken and deer on the menu, and spends his days playing with a canine companion, Zama.

The zoo specially selected the border collie cross, whose genes give her the energy and determination to try and keep up with the world’s fastest land animal, when Solo was one month old.

“If they have litter mates, that’s the age when a lot of the play will start to happen, but if they’re by themselves, they need that companionship,” Mr Macdonald said.

“Having someone to play with is very important, both physically and mentally, so we got Zama in and they’ve been growing up together ever since.

“I’m not sure if he realises that he’s a cheetah or if Zama realises she’s a dog, because they just hang out and they’re good buddies.”

From Friday, Solo and Zama will join the zoo’s Meet-a-Cheetah program, with visitors able to book hands-on encounters inside their enclosure, or a walk with the animals through the zoo’s pine forest.

Cheetah Cub and Puppy Are the Best of Friends – Photos

Mr Macdonald said Solo was incredibly valuable from a conservation perspective, with cheetah numbers declining rapidly.

The world’s cheetah population has fallen by about 90 per cent in the past 100 years, with only about 7100 of the animals left, according to the latest cheetah census.

“They’ve declined massively, so the breeding programs that we do, and the ambassador programs where he’ll be meeting people, are really important to raise awareness and money for conservation,” Mr Macdonald said.

“Most people have heard about the rhinos and elephants, but cheetahs have flown under the radar, even though they’re declining just as fast, if not faster.”

Solo, who is the first cheetah cub to be born at the zoo, boosts its cheetah population to five.

Once he reaches the age of two, the zoo will look to pair him with a female for breeding.

“He’s the first to be born here, but we hope he’s the first of many,” Mr Macdonald said.

Cheetah Cub and Puppy Are the Best of Friends – Photo

– snh

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Cute

[singyoularityisheretostay]

Thundercats. Cheetara & WilyKit (Chitara & Felina)

[whambyuk]

People go WILD for our animal print Phonecases!

[4444ff]

Cheetar