#combaty

[nando161mando]

"Combati la paura, distruggi il fascismo" (IT: Italiano)

"Fight fear, destroy fascism" (EN: English)

[soberaniasar]

[pain-is-too-tired]

One thing I find so fun about the Apollo cabin after rereading a couple bits from botl is just how badass they are.

Like Lee is usually written and drawn to be almost even more laid back then Will at times. Like chill kinda guy.

Which isn't completely wrong I'm sure.

But I reread couple of his parts and my gods,I swear the Apollo kids sometimes feel like children of War gods because Lee is so quick to prepare for battle.

He's paired up with Clarisse, described as a deadly pairing, and they won.

He leads his cabin to chase off a FREAKING DRAKON, WHICH I DON'T THINK WE TALK ENOUGH ABOUT.

and when they have the meeting about what to do with the Labyrinth entrance in camp, Lee is the first to offer to set up defenses.

"We could fight," Lee Fletcher said."We know where the entrance is now. We can set up a defensive line and wait for them. If any army tries to come through, they'll find us waiting with out bows"

Battle of The Labyrinth Ch:4 Page:67

And Michael just as much of a strategist.

Idk,I just think it's really neat how the cabin who often seen as "laid back and chill" has some the most epic members.

Like even Will, the non combatiant, is rushing into battle with no weapons and getting out alive every time.

No wonder he's respected so well by camp fyfrg

But yeah, I wish we had more about Head Counselors like Lee and Michael. Lee just seems like he could be so intriguing to explore.

And Michael of course already has a good bit of intriguing characteristiation to explore

Will coming up calm but still so incredibly stubborn and determined make so much sense tbh.

His predecessors chased off a Drakon and helped keep Kronos' army at bay.

I love the Apollo cabin y'all usgd

[questsblog]

I have never gotten the argument of "They reduced Stella down to just An abuser" I don't understand what that is supposed to mean Some characters are abusive She's not even the first one we have other characters like Valentino cash And Paimon who are abusers, Stella's character was never portrayed as more complex in the Second episode, we see her Making stolas get up to care for their crying child when it was her, turn not to mention Octavia was only crying for stolas which doesn't speak very well of Stella, as a mother And tells me she usually Has stolas deal with the parenting when it cuts to modern time She's throwing things (and workers) at stolas and screaming at him I understand he cheated, but that was already doing too much You're Spouse cheated on you, okay destroy their belongings Cuss them out and leave It had been weeks and She's rich worst, come to worst She can live in her brother's castle from the Moment We meet her she is cruel Uncaring and combati Her character might get more complex Later on , but we have never seen anything Beforehand that would prove her character has been reduced Or made worse

[lilianmarie]

O apóstolo Tiago nos adverte nesta passagem que: sem ação, sem obras, de nada valerá sermos somente ouvintes da palavra, pois o mesmo Tiago afirma em outra passagem que a fé sem obras é morta.

Embora o apóstolo Paulo tenha ensinado que a fé vem pelo ouvir, e o ouvir a palavra de Deus, devemos ter em mente que a fé sem ação de nada valerá, pois é necessário praticarmos atos de justiça como Tiago ensina em sua carta.

Tenhamos como exemplo esses heróis que deixaram seus nomes gravado no livro da história e até hoje são lembrados como verdadeiros amigos de Deus.

Que também possamos fazer parte dessa história, que possamos deixar para as nossas futuras gerações exemplos de boa conduta, de homens e mulheres que não ficaram de braços cruzados, mas que trabalharam em prol dos demais, que não foram simples ouvintes da palavra da salvação e sim trabalhadores na seara do Senhor.

Não devemos desanimar ante as batalhas que esse mundo nos apresenta, e sim perseverar até o fim, para que no momento oportuno, podermos declarar com confiança como fez o apóstolo Paulo no final de sua vida: Combati o bom combate, encerrei a carreira, guardei a fé.

(Edvaldo Assunção)

#EmanuelDeusConosco #Tiago

[yanderes-galore]

Romantic Yandere!Jason Hudson with partner!darling (who’s rather professional and doesn’t want to get in trouble dating a employee at the CIA— especially her very own partner who’s only soft around her) who gotten captured and brainwashed by the Russians? Hudson and his squad finds her and tries to reverse the MK-Ultra (which doesn’t rlly work since she’s unfortunately too defiant and hostile for them to handle) but then he gets an idea and decided to let her believe that they were in a relationship. and even spices it up that he was even going to propose, before she got captured. Good god, I have multiple issues for requesting this. 😂 pls forgive me for the long and specified request.

Yay! More ice cold CIA man! I tried checking the wiki for his personality and couldn't find much so I did what I could! I misread the request so I thought you were already in a relationship. Which meant I had to go back and change it. I did a concept as it was not specified :(.

Yandere! Jason Hudson with Partner! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Obsession, Protective behavior, Dubious relationship, Kidnapping, Brainwashing, Angst, Manipulation, Drugs.

Let's start by talking about the relationship between you two.

You know Hudson more than anyone.

You two haven't quite been dating but have been partners for awhile.

You're both CIA agents and often focus on your work

You've noticed Hudson's softness with you but turn him down if he tries to see you out of work.

You want to be professional.

Jason Hudson respects that about you, he likes that you stay as professional as him.

Which usually means softness is lowkey with him.

Hudson isn't a very affectionate man anyways, always showing a cold and stoic persona of your (stereo)typical CIA agent.

He's soft around you and you can tell he holds some sort of feelings for you but he can't express them.

The most he does is watch you while on duty and keep you close in case he has to cover you.

Hudson has been through many missions, probably more than you depending on how long you've been on the CIA..

He gives you words of encouragement and is always looking out for you.

Others can barely suspect him of holding feelings towards you.

He's been trying to keep it secret so you both don't get in trouble.

Then there was your capture.

In some sort of mission gone wrong you were captured.

Hudson began to fear the worst and had his squad try to find you.

You were an excellent member in your field so getting you back was a priority.

To Hudson, you're much more than that.

He wants his partner back.

By the time you're found by the CIA you're too far gone.

Internally, Hudson feels distraught.

The woman he's fallen in love with has been completely changed.

Due to being brainwashed in your capture, you now see the CIA as the enemy.

Dragging you back to base was problematic for everyone involved.

You fought tooth and nail against them, the sight made Hudson's heart shutter.

You didn't deserve any of this.

The next step was to try and reverse your treatment.

Hudson decided to take charge in the endeavor to try and help you.

The experimental way of fixing you was using MK-Ultra to bring you similar to how you were before.

Despite this you were still too combative and hostile to get anything out of you.

You barely even recognize your very own partner.

The one whose always had deep feelings for you.

Your vulnerable mind due to all the brainwashing and the concoction of chemicals makes you susceptible to information.

When Hudson realizes he can't get you to normal by these means, he may decide to make you something new.

Hudson is desperate to reignite that care you had shown him before as his partner.

He knows back then you didn't want to get in trouble.

He hopes you'll forgive him for what he's planning to do then.

While you're under the influence of many different drugs, Hudson implants memories.

He tells you that you and him had been dating in the past.

Even with your attempt to be combative you still begin to look at him with confused fondness.

He continues his fabricated story, even feeling a bit happy that he can finally admit these feelings.

Despite the circumstances making this confession rather twisted.

Hudson even says you and him were going to get married.

He was going to propose so you can stay at home and be his housewife.

He either tells you that you were part of the CIA or makes up another story.

Either way your mind begins to believe what he says due to how your brain is wired currently.

Your mind is like clay constantly being molded by different sources.

Hudson feels bad, but only the little bit.

His cold persona only cracks a bit when you stop fighting and hug him hesitantly.

It's wrong to manipulate you in such a way.

Hudson knows he's taking advantage of a horrible situation.

Yet as he watches you recover, he tells himself it's the right thing.

It was either this or he lost you forever.

Ever since overriding your brainwashing, you've been more affectionate towards Hudson.

He enjoys the change but takes you off the CIA.

You don't need to be in the field anymore, he'll take care of you like he's done before.

Except this time, he'll take care of you as a husband.

When you're recovered enough at his home, he'll propose.

You and him will be together as you should've been.

You won't have to worry about being professional anymore...

He's already molded you to be his perfect little wife when you recover.

[reinato]

Devocional Jovem

AMADOS - Cândido Gomes

PARTIDA

Eu já estou sendo derramado como oferta de bebida. Está próximo o tempo da minha partida. 2ª Timóteo 4:6

Em seu livro Antes de Partir, a enfermeira australiana Bronnie Ware compartilha a experiência de seu contato com pacientes terminais nas últimas semanas de vida. A proximidade da morte reorganiza as prioridades da vida, mexe com o passado e traz à superfície os maiores arrependimentos de uma pessoa. Ninguém nesta Terra escapa do veredito cruel da própria consciência. Assim, a autora revela os cinco maiores arrependimentos das pessoas de quem cuidou na hora da morte. São eles:

1. Desejaria ter vivido uma vida verdadeira para mim mesmo, não a vida que os outros esperavam de mim.

2. Desejaria não ter trabalhado tanto.

3. Desejaria ter tido a coragem de expressar meus sentimentos.

4. Desejaria ter ficado em contato com meus amigos.

5. Desejaria ter me permitido ser mais feliz.

Quanta gente vive aprisionada pelas expectativas alheias. São pessoas inseguras, preocupadas com a opinião dos outros. Vivem tomando decisões motivadas por medo ou covardia. Estão preocupadas com as aparências, com a casca, com as fotografias. Outras pessoas vivem para o trabalho. Sacrificam no altar da carreira a saúde, a família e a fé. E percebem muito tarde que tudo que conquistaram não é capaz de substituir os relacionamentos e a paz com Deus.

Há quem viva uma tempestade constante na alma, com um grito engasgado, mas sem conseguir expressar. Com receio de ferir alguém, de ser mal-interpretado, de perder oportunidades. Experimentam o inferno do silêncio.

E o que dizer daqueles que se acostumaram aos relacionamentos descartáveis e superficiais? Preferem baladas, pois não saíram da adolescência afetiva. Não entenderam que, nas verdadeiras celebrações, há poucas pessoas conosco. Sabemos os nomes de todas elas e estão todas sóbrias.

Você tem a incrível oportunidade de não levar para o leito de morte nenhum desses arrependimentos. Que no fim da jornada, se Jesus não tiver voltado até lá, você possa afirmar como Paulo: “Combati o bom combate, terminei a corrida, guardei a fé” (2ª Timóteo 4:6).

[fredericolimablog]

"Combati o bom combate, acabei a carreira, guardei a fé. Desde agora, a coroa da justiça me está guardada, a qual o Senhor, justo juiz, me dará naquele dia; e não somente a mim, mas também a todos os que amarem a sua vinda."

2 Timóteo 4:7-8

[igglemouse]

Episode 3 - Heart of Combat

I come straight home after work, determined to have a very straight forward kind of day. Loma was happy to see me, as dogs usually are, greeting me with a furious wag of her tail and desperately wanting to lick my face. 

She was also dirty. As I mention, sometimes I leave her outside when I go to work because I imagine it’s far better for her happiness than leaving her inside every day. IT does mean she’ll likely be covered in dirt because a hobby of hers is covering herself in it. 

Actually, I’m not sure if her hobby is rolling in dirt or taking baths and she’s figured out the easiest way to get a bath is to roll around in dirt and mud. 

Episode List - Next

[sigmaleph]

i would really like to know if endless sky expects me to ever get 'good' at the combat bits of it or if i can just play through the game solving all the combaty bits via buying better ships/bigger fleets

like the ai is just better at this than me. can i just let the ai fight the other ais and stack the deck in their favor with Economy.

[mineiro7jc]

Guarde a Fé

No livro de 2 Timóteo, encontramos Paulo escrevendo uma carta a Timóteo, um colega missionário. Muitos estudiosos da Bíblia acreditam que esta foi a última carta escrita por Paulo antes de sua morte e que ele a escreveu dentro de uma prisão romana. Refletindo sobre sua própria vida e acreditando que sua morte estava próxima, Paulo escreveu esta mensagem poderosa:

''Combati o bom combate, terminei a corrida, guardei a fé.''

2 Timóteo 4:7 NVI

Fiel.

Paulo foi fiel a Deus e, sem cessar, Deus foi fiel a Paulo. Naufragado. Apedrejado. Abandonado pelos amigos. Encarcerado. A lista do que Paulo sofreu continua. Mas ele perseverou. Ele permaneceu firme em sua devoção a Cristo.

Quando você pensa sobre sua vida, o que você gostaria de poder dizer perto do fim? O que você verá quando olhar para trás?

Em Paulo vemos um exemplo do que é se apegar a fé em Cristo. Ele sabia como era ser dependente de Deus em tudo. Ele encontrou forças em Deus porque não conseguiria fazê-lo sem Ele.

Em nossas próprias vidas, enfrentaremos momentos de dúvidas ou desencorajamento. Seguremo-nos firmes a verdade da Palavra de Deus, sabendo que Ele é fiel e nunca nos deixará. Que seja dito de nós, no final das nossas vidas, que nós, também, combatemos o bom combate, terminamos a corrida e guardamos a fé.

[markrosewater]

If you're making cards for a universes beyond property full of powerful characters, how do you suggest representing "the normal one". Like, someone whose character specifically involves them not being particularly talented or good at combaty stuff

We can make 1/1’s that aren’t combat-y.

[yzeltia]

Year of the Drake: WOLFMAN FOREVER

May: Dark Knights of Steel Characters: U'rahn Nuhn, @driftward 's Nyx Blackmoon and Zoissette Vauban, @mintibunny 's Minti Chocolate, Y'shtola Rhul, @erickgage 's Erick Gage, @autumnslance 's Dark Autumn, @ladyofvoss 's Ibara Voss, Y'zel Tia, @saesama 's Klynt Gothawyn, and @xiuhteena 's Mayo'tta Rating: T for Tia Notes: So, since YOTP is from Batman stuff my mind went Dark Knight = Batman and Steel = Garlemald

Moving day had come for Gage Acquisitions. It had been a rather difficult move for U'rahn, finding himself a bit farther from his family than he would have liked; however, it provided the opportunity for him to suggest cohabitation to Nyx.

In his usual U'rahn way he'd fumbled with the question rather than being direct, resulting in Dark assigning him to inventory duty along with Y'zel. Lesson learned, his next attempt was far more direct, and therefore, successful.

This of course meant enrichment for their resident interior designer to accommodate the new living situation leaving U'rahn to bum it around headquarters. Having been given a box of Garlean comics by Jullus, he sequestered himself upstairs in the reading nook and curled up and was enraptured in the pages of a particularly worn set. By the time Nyx had located him, he had gone through them all.

"Rahn, Gage has requested you not use this space to rest while our new quarters are being prepared. He finds your natural odor unpleasant and worries about the new furniture smelling like you."

U'rahn's ears perked a bit before he turned his head to sniff at himself, tail standing on end for a moment before looking up to Nyx as she looked at the scattered comics.

"What is a 'Wolfman'," she asked, looking back up to him. 

"Only the greatest Garlean hero ever," U'rahn said with a beam, getting on his knees to clean up.

"Do you mean the Black Wolf?"

"Huh? No, not the old man. Wolfman is uh…well…," he started, crossing his arms before thinking a moment then beaming wide, "Like I said, the greatest herrro of Garlemald! By day he's gillionare B'rhance nan Wane, and by night the Defender of Justice, Wolfman!"

"Understood. I do not recall such a person. I am to understand this is a storytale then?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Then you may tell me about Wolfman while you clean up."

"Can't I just tell you now?"

"I have been instructed to use our new power washer on you if you decline to clean up in a timely manner."

"Right! To the showers then!"

With that, he carefully set the box of comics aside then led Nyx to the baths, tail flicking about. "Right…so, a Wolfman story…To start, you gotta know his backstory. See, when Wolfman was a boy his parents were well respected in the Garlean court, even favored by the Emporer himself! They focused a lot on philanthropy with their money, helping territories that had been taken over by Garlemald get medical supplies and necessities. There's a lot of different versions, but the most popular one is that he watched his parents get mugged in an alley after an opera. Some said it was a hit put out by the Garlean aristocracy that used mobsters that didn't like the Wane family. Traumatized by the incident, he grew up wanting to protect the people from mobsters and those who would use their power to make life hard for all citizens of Garlemald, especially those who had found themselves relocated due to Garlemald's colonialism of their homes. Criminals grew to fear the symbol of the Wolfman. He was the symbol of night. He was the symbol of justice. He was the Dark Knight! But y'know, not like the combaty kind."

"Acknowledged."

U'rahn nodded as he discarded his clothing. "In his time getting hero cred, Wolfman eventually finds a sidekick! A Miqo'te that lost all her family in a tragic acrobatic stunt, sabotaged by a member of a mob to send a message, Dyx Greymoon. AKA Starling. And together they patrolled the streets of the capital, fighting crime and saving lives.”

“Violence befitting most Garlemald picture books,” Nyx answered, watching U’rahn carefully as he paraded around the baths before his tail shot up.

"They're not picture books! They're graphic novels," he corrected before sitting down on a stool to fill a bucket with water, "Anyroad, my favourite story so far went a little like this."

[Alert. Alert. Robbery in progress. Alert. Alert. Robbery in progress.]

These words echoed through The Wolf Den as the two caped crusaders rapidly suited up into their crime fighting costumes. Looking to one another, they gave a nod of approval before Wolfman stepped forward. "Wolf Computer. Brief us on the situation."

[Right away Wolfman. Pulling up live footage from the museum where the robbery is taking progress. It seems a masked villain known as Ser Freeze is stealing ancient ice crystals from the Garlemald World Heritage Museum.]

"Great Solus's Ghost, Starling! The villain must be trying to summon on Eikon right here in our fair Garlemald! We cannot let that happen," Wolfman exclaimed, hurrying to the Wolfhanger 

"Affirmative, Wolfman," his sidekick answered, following.

"To the Wolfwagon!"

The two hurried over to the large black car, both jumping into the front seat before Wolfman flipped the switch and jetted them off toward the city.

“Rahn. I understand you do not like to be interrupted; however, for my understanding of the story, I wish to know what you mean by ‘flipped the switch’.”

U’rahn blinked as he climbed over to get into a tub. “Y’know….the on switch to the car? To make them go.”

“Garlemald models would use a key that would be used to close the ignition circuit. This delivers power to the starter motor so that the engine can create sparks and mobilize the entire vehicle through small combustions.”

"Oh. Huh…Well. He did that then. Ah. Um. Would you wash my ears?" U'rahn asked, leaning his head back on the tub.

"Yes."

U'rahn let out a little purr as he felt the tips of his ears be firmly seized by his girlfriend. "Rrright…so they got to the scene of the crime…"

"Halt there villain! Those crystals belong to the good citizens of Garlemald," Wolfman called out as he and Starling descended down from the ceiling.

The Elezen scientist turned, her frosty stare narrowing through her goggles as she held up her frost blaster. "They were taken from Eorzea! Garlemald has no use for them other than a glorious trophy from our Emperor's invasion. I shall use them for a greater purpose…and I think you mean Freeze!"

The woman aimed her gun at the two. Taking evasive action, the two began to box step as the ray hit them, working out to keep their body warm so as to not succumb to the blast .

"Nice footwork Starling!"

"Acknowledged Wolfman."

"Curse you both," Ser Freeze huffed, charging another blast.

"Not so fast! Wolferang," the masked vigilante called out, tossing a wolf shaped shuriken at the villain's hand while Starling ran up and retrieved the gun. 

Wolfman soon rushed Ser Freeze, grappling and punching at one another until the wolf swept his tail under her feet and knocked her back.

"You fool!? How will I save my beloved research partner now? I was on the verge of a cure for Voidsickness!"

"Golly. Gee. Wolfman, that is the deadliest illness in the world. Do you think she is being accurate and peer reviewed?"

"There's one way to find out! Ser Freeze! By the mercy of our Emperor, I will take you to their research facility where you can research under the careful watch of His Majesty's top chirurgeons."

"You'd make an exception for mercy," the scientist asked in disbelief.

"Yes. Sometimes justice is best…soft served."

U'rahn let out a little purr as he let his feet float up onto the water's surface, enjoying the ear rubs.

"Wolfman contains a lot of propaganda," Nyx commented.

"Just a little. Therrre's a good message there. Wolfman listened and didn't just send the bad guy to jail! He found her a place that would help her!"

"Ser Freeze would be under strict watch and once her project was completed, and be forced to do more research or banished to a more remote location to be imprisoned for life."

"Rrreally? Aw…Well…what about this one?"

The streets filled with people screaming as Wolfman and Starling arrived at the Garlemald Menagerie. Animals scattered about with them, most small herbivores, fleeing as vines and overgrowth started to climb up and over the walls.

"Solus's All Seeing Eye, Starling! What on Etheirys is happening here!?"

"The Wolfcomputer stated that a Viera known as Poison Minti has taken over the Menagerie using her power over plants. Please refrain from getting too close. Her kisses are poison."

"Not to worry Starling. My heart belongs only to Lady Garlemald and her people…and a certain sidekick."

"Your patriotism is noted. As is your clumsy flirtation. You should engage the enemy. I will subdue any dangerous animals non-lethally."

Wolfman nodded then hurried inside with Starling at his side. Animals scattered everywhere, running free and confused. The acrobat soon flipped away, using bolas to ensnare the larger beasts while Wolfman hurried into the gardens, avoiding snapping vines. Inside, he found the deadly beauty crossing over a bridge, turning to him as he approached.

"Seems I'm a little late. You wouldn't be-leaf the traffic getting here," Wolfman chuckled.

The woman raised her brow then flicked her wrists. Two great trees soon slammed down toward Wolfman as the hero nimbly jumping up and over then to join her on the bridge.

"Apologies puppy, but I don't have time for you…though, perhaps a kiss," Poison Minti hummed before smooching her hand and blowing it toward him.

Wolfman blinked then flushed, finding a sweetness wash over him. He chuckled then fumbled forward, face hot as he stared at the woman's lips, letting her cup his cheek as he drew in close.

"Golly. Gee. Wolfman. I warned you about her kiss," Starling's voice called out, "A cold bath is recommended."

Swooping down on a vine, the sidekick booted Wolfman out of the way and into the water before taking a fighting pose. Poison Minti shook her head then moved in defense.

"Couldn't stand to see his love blossom for someone else," the Viera asked.

"I do not experience jealousy; however, I know he would not enjoy your embrace. No mint is permitted to grow in this garden. I shall enjoy experiencing this."

With that, the two began to strike one another while Wolfman surfaced and shook out the water in his ears. By the time he got back on the bridge, Starling had subdued Poison Minti and had her over her shoulder.

"Good work Starling! Now, what should we do with our unlucky rabbit here?"

"Put me down! I must liberate the animals," Poison screamed.

"If we did that, then they'd die in the cold landscape of Garlemald. Here they can have a nice life in an enclosed space and be loved by all the citizens of Garlemald!"

"That is not enough! This is not their natural home!"

Wolfman thought for a moment then snapped his fingers. "Yet you could make it so, correct? Your powers of planting could make this place a real paradise!"

"...They could."

"Then it is settled! Instead of going to jail, you can stay here and create perfect biomes! Not only would the animals be happier, but you will enrich the education of our great citizens! What do you say?"

"I suppose that will be amenable. But my work is not done. There are still-"

"We did it again Starling! We've saved Garlemald and have made it a better place for all!"

"Rahn. This continues to be propaganda," Nyx said plainly.

U'rahn sighed, cheeks red as Nyx continued to lather his ears, resisting the urge to give them a twitch.

"He saved the day though. He's a grrreat herrro!"

"Starling saved the day. Wolfman was shown to be incompetent by not listening to Starling's warnings. I believe she should be in charge."

"Ah. Maybe I'm just not telling a good story arc…I guess there's…"

Terror had struck the heart of Garlemald once more. The Wolfman symbol high in the sky. The daring duo soon found themselves at the source of the commotion, The First Credit Union of Garlemald. Running up the steps, Wolfman and Starling soon found themselves jumping away from one another as a safe came flying out at them.

Laughter that sounded much like quacking echoed through the street as Apkallu and Paine emerged from the doors of the bank. The golden haired villain smirked as he held his beanbag gun umbrella against his shoulder.

"You're too late Wolfman and Starling! Me and my new partner have already seized control of all the banks in the area! Now everyone will be forced to leave their money under my care so I can invest as I please!"

"Solus's Bountiful Beard, Starling! The Apkallu is going to make unwise investments and drain the good citizens of Garlemald's hard earned money from their accounts! We cannot let this happen!"

"A robbery is in progress, Wolfman. The protection of the citizens and members of the union are a priority."

"Well said Starling! Wolferang! Go!"

With that, the hero pulled out his carved shuriken and chucked it at The Apkallu, knocking the umbrella from his hand while Starling did a bunch of flips up the stairs ending in a flying kick into Paine. A great battle ensued, the heroic duo clashing with the greedy Gil stealer and the masked beauty. 

"Wolfman," Starling said plainly, but loudly as she was lifted up over Paine's head before quickly being brought down toward Paine's lifted knee.

"Starling! No! Wolfmallow! Go!"

In a heroic dive, the masked crusader tossed a white wolf shaped treat at Paine's knee. On impact, it expanded into a large fluffy marshmallow, cushioning Starling's blow. The weight of the gelatin caused Paine to topple over onto Apkallu, trapping them both as the foamy treat enveloped them.

"Thank you Wolfman," Starling stated, brushing off the mess on her back.

"All in a day's work my dear! Now then! What to do with these two?"

"Apkallu's greed seems to have gotten the better of him. Our reports state that Arick Cobblestone, self-proclaimed Deadliest Gentleman of Crime. Faced with losing his family's wealth after bad foreign investments, he sought out crime to fill his coffers. Paine, a dear friend of the family, followed him on his spree out of loyalty."

"I see! Then perhaps instead of jail, a financial literacy class at one of Garlemald's prestigious night schools might help him handle his finances better in the future and prevent future defaults. Remember this well when investing, Apkallu: Garlemald Grown and Grinded is Great!"

"...Is this guy for real," the villain asked to Paine, getting a shrug.

"As for Paine. Loyalty to one's comrades is truly respectable. I'm nothing without my partner. Right, Starling," Wolfman asked.

"Affirmative."

"There will be no punishment aside from helping rebuild the Credit Union you've damaged, restoring it to the great feat of Garlemald beauty it was before."

"Rahn. These storytales are very blatantly propaganda with product placement. The villains are also increasingly becoming more aware of Wolfman's incompetence as a hero. His placating methods will result in their inevitable return to crime."

"Well, if they didn't come back now and then there wouldn't be any reason for him to help fight crime."

"There would be reduced crime if he eliminated his targets."

"His hero code prevents him from killing! No exceptions!"

"His code is inadequate for his intentions."

U'rahn puffed his cheeks out a bit as Nyx let go of his ears. "Are we having our first argument?"

"I am stating objective facts, Rahn."

The warrior dipped under water then moved to sit across from the other. "There's other sides of Wolfman too aside from the goofy crusader! He's got some suaveness. Like the time he…"

Wane Manor glowed and with opulence as people inside danced and made merry for the annual Emperor's Day celebration. B'rhance had given his speech and managed to find a spot on the Ballroom floor where he could be seen if needed but left alone by passerbyers. Dyx was otherwise occupied, chatting with Ibarba ban Gordon, the third member of their Terrific Trrio. AKA: Wolfgirl.

Something was afoot though. While everyone danced and glided about around him, one masked pink-haired Miqo'te seemed to not as gay as he should be. The suspect seemed to flit about from partner to partner, and Wolfman's careful gaze noticed the once glittering arms with watches and bracelets become bare after each exchange. The little thief sauntering off the floor, B'rhance made his move following the Miqo'te up and into his library, find the other flipping through books.

"If you're looking for free knowledge, the Garlean Public library will be more than happy to issue you a library card. My tomes; however, will not find themselves leaving the grounds," B'rhance hummed, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.

The masked Miqo'te let out a little click of his tongue before shutting the book and returning it to the shelf. "Don't you have hosting duties to tend to Mr. Wane?"

"What kind of host would I be if one of my guests sought to read rather than join the crowd? Not to mention without their belongings that I'm sure they intended to leave with."

The pink haired Miqo'te hummed, moving in close to stroke the other's tie in his palm. "Oh I'm sure many of them won't notice, blinded by their wealth and all. I doubt even you would have noticed that little ol' manuscript misplaced should I have had the chance to abscond with it."

"I don't recall having added a thief to my guest list."

"Though you hired wait staff. You really should check rrreferences," the other Miqo'te purred.

"Going forward I'll put in the effort…Er…"

The Miqo'te smirked, lifting his mask to show off his round Keeper eyes.

"Zelen'a Kyhle," he hummed.

"Bold to give me your name. How do you know I won't just track you down? There's also Wolfman."

Zelen'a tilted his head back and forth a moment, humming, "I'll worry about the Masked Mutt when he crosses my path. As for you, Rhance, you'll just have to come find me."

With that Zelen'a lifted up, kissing B'rhance softly before kicking back his foot to send an antique lamp into the air. The thief did a backflip as Wolfman's gaze followed the lamp, hand outstretched to catch it.

"Nice moves, playboy. Thanks for the parting gift," the Keeper laughed, taking back the book before falling backward out a window.

B'rhance rushed after, looking out as the thief drove away on a motorcycle. "Great Solus's Gemstones," the hero whispered before shaking out his head. "Such a villain! I am devoted to my Dyx! I-"

"Rahn. I do not require embellishment to prove your fidelity. You are a Miqo'te and it is a storytale about a gentry class hero."

"Well, yeah…but he loves Dyx the most…just sayin'," U'rahn mumbled, folding his ears with a sheepish smile.

"Acknowledged. However, that story did nothing to add to your argument of Wolfman being an efficient hero. He let the thief go free."

"Okay, okay. The best for last then. His nemesis…the ultimate bad guy and his own best gal. The Chuckler and Hardy Flint!"

Cackling…malicious cackling…or rather…sinister chucking chuckling. It echoed through the Capital as bomb after bomb began to erupt. Atop the capitol building's steps, the Mummer Heir of Crime, the Chuckler descended down, arms wide while Hardly Flint followed behind.

"C'mon mutt! I've got your darling Emperor and the city in my grasp! The hour of your reckoning is at hahaha-hand!"

"Yeah! C'mon mutt," Hardly echoed, pulling on a chain and pulling out Lord Varis in cuffs, having allowed himself to be taken in a noble gesture to protect his citizens.

The Wolfjet flew low to the ground, letting Wolfman, Starling, and Wolfgirl drop down before the steps.

"Great Solus's Grandson! Literally! Unhand our glorious Emperor right now you fiend," Wolfman cried out, "Wolfgirl, to the citizens! Starling, with me!"

"I'm on it," Wolfgirl called out, springing into action, dashing off to put out fires with her Wolfray.

Howls echoed through the streets as the sound waves blew out the flames, letting citizens pour out of their buildings and run off toward safety.

"Acknowledged," Starling answered in turn, springing into action to engage Hardly in combat, freeing the Emperor from her grasp for now.

The two exchanged blows around the building, Hardly swinging her hammer wildly while Starling nimbly dodged and ducked.

"You can't dodge me forever! I'm gonna clip your wings little bird and give them to my darlin' Chuckleflan as a gift!'

"I do not have wings; however, I do have on steel boots," Starling responded cooly.

"Huh?"

As Hardly paused, Starling kicked high, catching the Roe's jaw and sending her onto her back in a daze.

Meanwhile, Wolfman and The Chuckler exchanged blows before the chained Emperor. The fiendish Miqo'te laughed with every blow, even as blood dripped off his chin.

"How dare you chain our Emperor and harm out glorious city! I've just about had enough of your insanity!"

"The party is only beginning, you hahahalfwit! Your eyes are on the wrong prize," the villain cried out before lifting a rifle to his right and firing it into Starling.

The sidekick dropped down and then fell down steps just in time for Wolfgirl to swoop in and pick her up. B'rahnce let out a wail then lost control, punching and kicking the Chuckler backward until the laughing mad man fell back, letting the gun fall from his grasp. Wolfman quickly picked it up while the villain rose back up to his feet, hands in the air.

"Hey now! You don't use guns! You gotta stick to your code," the Chuckler breathed out.

"I never said I don't use guns. I just don't use them on people," Wolfman growled before firing a round.

The sound of metal breaking echoed through the empty streets. The Chuckler opened an eye then looked around before bellowing with laughter. "Hahahaha. You missed-"

The Miqo'te was cut off he was suddenly scuffed from behind. Towering over him Varis stood, freed from his shackles. The Great Emperor tossed the Chuckler like a rag-doll down the steps and into the street, metal heroically clanging as he followed.

"I'll take it from here Wolfman. You tend to Starling," the gracious leader said before turning forward to pummel the evil Miqo'te.

Wolfman jumped down to Wolfgirl and Starling, pulling her into his arms. "Starling! Say something!"

"You are inflicting further injury to my shoulder by holding me so tight."

"Sorry. I thought…I thought I lost you. I don't know what I would have done."

"My wound will heal," Starling answered before looking to Wolfgirl then back to Wolfman to lean up and give him a kiss on the nose, "My hero."

Wolfman blushed under his mask then nodded before lifting her up carefully, letting Wolfgirl summon the Wolfcopter. Lord Varus of course brought the Chuckler to justice, locking him in the deepest of dungeons.

"Your story continues to be propaganda and given the many vehicles, a means to sell toys."

U'rahn flattened his ears, story seeming to fall flat. Nyx moved into the water with the vexed Miqo'te, sitting on his thighs.

"I may not always enjoy the content of your storytales; however, I do enjoy you telling them."

U'rahn flushed a bit then chucked a bit, reclining a little to scoot Nyx forward on his lap, hand trailing up her back. "I would preferrr to tell stories you enjoy. I'll keep trying."

"Acknowledged. I look forward to your next attempt."

[espiritismo]

Pequena história

Um dia, a Gota d’Água, o Raio de Luz, a Abelha e o Homem Preguiçoso chegaram ao Trono de Deus.

O Todo-Poderoso recebeu-os, com bondade, e perguntou pelo que faziam.

A Gota d’Água avançou e disse:

— Senhor, eu estive num terreno quase deserto, auxiliando uma raiz de laranjeira. Vi muitas árvores sofrendo sede e diversos animais que passavam, aflitos, procurando mananciais. Fiz o que pude, mas venho pedir-te outras Gotas d’Água que me ajudem a socorrer quantos necessitem de nós.

O Pai sorriu, satisfeito, e exclamou:

— Bem-aventurada sejas pelo entendimento de minhas obras. Dar-te-ei os recursos das chuvas e das fontes.

Logo após, o Raio de Luz adiantou-se e falou:

— Senhor, eu desci… desci… e encontrei o fundo de um abismo. Nesse antro, combati a sombra, quanto me foi possível, mas notei a presença de muitas criaturas suplicando claridade. Venho ao Céu rogar-te outros Raios de Luz que comigo cooperem na libertação de todos aqueles que, no mundo, ainda sofrem a pressão das trevas.

O Pai, contente, respondeu:

— Bem-aventurado sejas pelo serviço à Criação. Dar-te-ei o concurso do Sol, das lâmpadas, dos livros iluminados e das boas palavras que se encontram na Terra.

Depois disso, a Abelha explicou-se:

— Senhor, tenho fabricado todo o mel, ao alcance de minhas possibilidades. Mas vejo tantas crianças fracas e doentes que te venho implorar mais flores e mais Abelhas, a fim de aumentar a produção…

O Pai, muito feliz, abençoou-a e replicou:

— Bem-aventurada sejas pelos benefícios que prestaste. Conceder-te-ei novos jardins e novas companheiras.

Em seguida, o Homem Preguiçoso foi chamado a falar.

Fez uma cara desagradável e informou:

— Senhor, nada consegui fazer. Por todos os lados, encontrei a inveja e a perseguição, o ódio e a maldade. Tive os braços atados pela ingratidão dos meus semelhantes. Tanta gente má permanecia em meu caminho que, em verdade, nada pude fazer.

O Pai bondoso, com expressão de descontentamento, exclamou:

— Infeliz de ti, que desprezaste os dons que te dei. Adormeceste na preguiça e nada fizeste. Os seres pequeninos e humildes alegraram meu Trono com o relatório de seus trabalhos, mas tua boca sabe apenas queixar, como se a inteligência e as mãos que te confiei para nada valessem. Retira-te! Os filhos inúteis e ingratos não devem buscar-me a presença. Regressa ao mundo e não voltes a procurar-me enquanto não aprenderes a servir.

A Gota d’Água regressou, cristalina e bela.

O Raio de Luz tornou aos abismos, brilhando cada vez mais.

A Abelha desceu zumbindo, muito feliz.

O Homem Preguiçoso, porém, retirou-se muito triste.

----Neio Lúcio

[kinkascarvalho]

O QUE SIGNIFICA PROVAÇÃO NA BÍBLIA? COMO SUPORTAR AS PROVAÇÕES?

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#REFLEXÃO Uma provação significa um teste de fé através de uma dificuldade ou circunstância adversa. Por meio de provações, Deus testa os fieis colocando-os em determinadas situações que revelam a qualidade de sua fé e o tamanho de sua devoção.

As provações ocorrem de acordo com a providência divina. Isso implica no entendimento de que Deus utiliza acontecimentos da vida diária para provar a fé e o caráter do crente. Algumas provações são mais difíceis que outras; na verdade há até provações severas. Essas provações podem consistir tanto de tormentos físicos quanto espirituais.

EXEMPLOS DE PROVAÇÕES NA BÍBLIA

Os exemplos bíblicos de pessoas que passaram por provações são importantes para que possamos entender essa questão. Uma das provações mais conhecidas e significativas registradas na Bíblia foi aquela a qual o patriarca Abraão foi submetido. Deus lhe pediu que ele oferecesse seu querido filho em holocausto. Mas antes que Abraão imolasse Isaque, o anjo do Senhor lhe disse que aquilo havia sido um teste (Gênesis 22).

Abraão foi provado e aprovado no teste de Deus. Mais tarde o escritor de Hebreus escreve que sobre como a fé de Abraão foi qualificada através daquela provação. Ele diz que Abraão tinha tanta certeza na fidelidade de Deus à sua promessa, que sabia que Deus poderia ressuscitar Isaque dos mortos (Hebreus 11:19).

O rei Ezequias foi outro personagem bíblico que foi provado por Deus. O escritor de Crônicas diz que num dado momento Deus provou o rei com o objetivo de revelar tudo o que havia no seu coração (II Crônicas 32:31).

O povo de Israel, de forma geral, diversas vezes também foi provado pelo Senhor (cf. Êxodo 15:25; 16:4). Para provar a fidelidade de seu povo, Deus usou fenômenos naturais, opressão dos povos inimigos e dificuldades diversas (cf. Êxodo 20:18-20; Deuteronômio 8:2; Juízes 2:21-22). A história de Jó também é outro grande exemplo de alguém que teve sua fé em Deus provada.

O Novo Testamento também revela muitos crentes passando por provações. Todos os apóstolos, por exemplo, foram provados por Deus de alguma forma. Quem descreve mais detalhadamente as provações que enfrentou durante sua vida cristã, foi o apóstolo Paulo. Ele realmente passou por muitas dificuldades e sofrimentos que serviram para provar sua fé e aperfeiçoar seu compromisso com o Evangelho de Cristo. Mas no fim de uma vida de provação, o apóstolo pôde declarar: “Combati o bom combate, terminei a carreira e guardei a fé“ (II Timóteo 4:7).

Na galeria dos heróis da fé o escritor de Hebreus fala de crentes que tiveram de enfrentar terríveis provações. Ele fala de santos que experimentaram escárnios, açoites, prisões, maus-tratos, aflições e até a morte violenta (Hebreus 11:36-37).

POR QUE DEUS NOS PROVA

O natural que algumas vezes fiquemos entristecidos durante uma provação, pois de fato na maioria das vezes as provações se expressam em momentos de dificuldade (I Pedro 1:6). Mas temos que entender que as provações não são resultado do abandono de Deus, mas do seu amor por nós.

O apóstolo Pedro escreve que as provações acontecem para que fique comprovado que a fé dos crentes é genuína. Tudo isso resultará em louvor, glória e honra, quando Jesus Cristo for revelado (I Pedro 1:7).

Quando Deus prova os crentes, Ele os purifica das impurezas e os conduz a uma certeza ainda maior acerca do cuidado e do amor divino por eles. As provações fazem com que os fiéis permanecem ainda mais constantes.

Por isso o salmista escreve: “Pois tu, ó Deus, nos provaste; tu nos refinaste como se refina a prata” (Salmo 66:10). Através do profeta Isaías, Deus diz que prova o seu povo na fornalha da aflição (Isaías 48:10; cf. Zacarias 13:9).

O rei Davi foi alguém que entendeu o propósito de Deus através das provações. Em vários de seus salmos ele admite que a provação é algo essencial na vida do crente. No Salmo 139, por exemplo, ele declara: “Sonda-me, ó Deus, e conhece o meu coração; prova-me, e conhece os meus pensamentos” (Salmo 139:23; cf. Salmo 26:2).

COMO SUPORTAR AS PROVAÇÕES?

De fato os cristãos jamais devem pensar que terão ausência de provações em suas vidas. Como já foi dito, as provações é parte essencial da vida cristã. Tiago escreve que a prova da fé do cristão produz perseverança (Tiago 1:3). Pedro diz que após os sofrimentos, Deus aperfeiçoa, confirma, fortifica e estabelece o crente (I Pedro 5:10). É através da fidelidade em tempos de provação que os crentes se tornam aprovados aos olhos de Deus (I Coríntios 11:19).

Por mais que pareça estranho, o conselho bíblico é o de que os cristãos devem passar pelas provações e sofrimentos com alegria (I Pedro 4:12,13). Alguém pode perguntar como uma pessoa é capaz de ser provada e permanecer alegre? A resposta a essa questão aponta para a providência divina. Essa é a única maneira de entender como alguém pode estar “entristecido, mas sempre alegre” (II Coríntios 6:10).

DEUS não abandona aqueles que são seus à sua própria sorte em meio às provações. Deus não nos prova além de nossa capacidade. Não há um único exemplo bíblico de alguém que sucumbiu às provações por culpa de Deus.

Em cada provação o Pai celestial concede aos seus filhos graça suficiente para que eles possam suportar todas as coisas. Por isso a declaração de alguém que passou por todo tipo de provação não podia ser diferente: “Posso todas as coisas naquele que me fortalece” (Filipenses 4:13).

❤No Amor de Cristo,

[lilianmarie]

Essa mensagem do apóstolo Paulo é algo demasiado maravilhoso, pois nos leva a uma tremenda reflexão.

Vemos que em um sentido figurado, estamos num campo de batalha, e como tal, devemos ter em mente que a nossa caminhada na presença de Deus é algo que exige muita força de vontade, determinação e coragem, pois o que não faltará nesse combate serão provas, obstáculos e muitos ataques para que venhamos a desistir, mas não devemos recuar, ao contrário, devemos ser destemidos como Paulo foi, e também um dia podermos declarar em alto e bom tom: COMBATI O BOM COMBATE!!!

E nesse maravilhoso dia, lá na glória, ao lado de Jesus, nós venhamos receber o galardão de todos os justos, o direito a árvore da vida, a vida eterna, a coroa de glória.

AMÉM!!!

(Edvaldo Assunção)

#EmanuelDeusConosco #2Timóteo #Oração #BíbliaSagrada