#frances trace

[jaynuu]

the lengths I'll go for a shit post

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last one is FACE fam, pls don't tag as us/uk or eng/can 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

[goldenstarprincesses]

*modern trench warfare being used for the first time in a major conflict during the American civil war*

*trench warfare leaving mental scars on Alfred that takes years of healing to move past*

Alfred showing up to Europe and seeing they somehow made trench warfare worse

[letsnotforgetabouttrace]

McMillan-Lehnhoffs in France.

[dieletztepanzerhexe]

La actriz-músicista toma la posa de la Venus de Laussel, el bajorrelieve incidido en la roca, de 25.000 años, presente a la entrada de una gruta en Dordogna, Francia. En la mano derecha tiene levantado un cuerno bovino, quizás de bisonte, con incididas 13 incisiones. La particular forma del cuerno llama a la memoria la luna creciente, que da sostén a la hipótesis que las incisiones sean una posible notación en relación a las fases lunares y que corresponden al número de los días del primer ciclo lunar, de la luna nueva a la luna llena. El cuerno con las incisiones también es un instrumento musical a raspado, más conocido con el término Sur americano de guiro. Y un instrumento todo otro que simple y limitado, en cuánto produce extraordinarias frecuencias parecidas a las complejas sonoridades de las chicharras, de los grillos, de las cigarras y de las ranas.

[basilicova]

My favourite pictures of Paris 🫶😍

source @milesmcmillan & @tfortrace ig

[lulu2992]

Hello, First of all i love your posts about far cry they made my day :)) Second, i would like to talk about vaas birthday, if i am not mistaken on his wiki it says hes born on may 6th 1984, but i remember that michael wished him happy birthday on november 20th, i tried to look for official information about his birthday date but i didn't find any, do you have any theories about when his birthday might be ?

Hello! And thank you :)

In Far Cry 3, there sadly is no information regarding Vaas’ birthday or age…

Michael Mando posted two behind-the-scenes pictures of The Far Cry Experience with the caption “Happy Birthday, Vaas 💫🍄🎆” on November 30, 2020, on Twitter (or X, as it’s now called), Instagram, and Facebook. The game came out on November 29, November 30, or December 4, 2012, depending on the country, so I imagine that’s why he chose that date to celebrate the “birth” of the character. I personally accepted Michael’s “headcanon” and November 30 as Vaas’ birthday, but it’s not really official or canon. For what it’s worth, he auditioned for the role of “Mr. X” (who would later be completely rewritten and become Vaas Montenegro) six days before his 29th birthday, and when Far Cry 3 was released, he was 31.

As for the Wiki, it’s really, really not reliable because people add unsourced and often inaccurate information all the time. I looked through the history of Vaas’ page and found out that the first time he was given an age was on December 28, 2012, when an anonymous contributor decided he was 27 years old (and I’ve always wondered if it was because of the 27 Club). On August 6, 2013, someone else wrote that he was born on May 7, 1985. On January 6, 2021, he was 30 years old and born in 1981. On February 15, 2021, he was born on May 13, 1985, but the same user changed the date to May 14 shortly after. On May 22, 2021, he was 28 and his year of birth became 1984. As I’m writing this post, the Wiki still says he was born in 1984, but on the page dedicated to the Far Cry Timeline, he was born in 1985... He had three different heights and weights as well even though we have no information on that, either.

So yeah, we unfortunately still don’t know when Vaas was canonically born or how old he is in Far Cry 3, and I don’t recommend trusting the Far Cry Wiki in general :’)

[ozkar-krapo]

V/A

"Rencontres du 1er Type (Un Magasin de Nouveautés)"

(cassette. Intra Musiquès. 1986) [FR]

[callmeanxietygirl]

🚴🏻Un grupo de cinco ciclistas lograron un nuevo récord mundial al crear un dibujo gigante en el mapa de GPS de un dinosaurio, hazaña lograda en Francia.

📖Ahora los nombres de los ciclistas figuran en el famoso libro de Récords Guinness por tal hazaña.

🏆Dicha práctica es conocida como Strava Art, y les permitió batir un récord mundial oficial.

🗺️El dibujo cubre unos 1.025 kilómetros y estos hicieron el recorrido durante 43 horas y 47 minutos.

📍Fue utilizando la aplicación de seguimiento de GPS que el equipo logró su meta.

✅La hazaña ha sido ampliamente elogiada por la comunidad de ciclistas y atletas de toda Francia y otros países.

Fuente: RT Actualidad

#ElNuevoDiarioRD

[kc5rings]

The Jalter NP name is wrong because Flamme is really like. A noun, and based on the rest of the NP name, she's using l'Impératif (Imperative) aka givin an order, and so the verb should be first, and in this case the verb is indeed burn, and so in french Brûler. Hence Flame, Pays Étranger sounding bad, compared to the more natural Brûle, Pays Étranger. (Same with La Grondement du Haine though there its with the gender of words (should be Le Grondement de la Haine))

This is legitimately fascinating thank you! I appreciate you taking the time to answer my tag questions hah

[ochd-deug]

well... what a match!

[madanimalscientist]

I once (due to jet lag) managed to forget the French word for sheep, despite having taken 3 years of French (plus learning it concurrently with English as a child, thanks to my great aunt who was a native speaker). So I'm on the train in Quebec and making polite small talk with the woman next to me and it's going pretty well and she asks me what I do and I say "je travaille avec les vaches et les..." (I work with cows and...) and I forgot the word for sheep so I just do a very realistic baa and she laughs and goes "moutons!" and I nod and go "oui, merci, moutons".

(on that same trip I also managed to also mix up "poutine" and "putain" and accidentally excitedly announce a restaurant had gluten-free hookers, for which I have no excuse except that it had been a long week and alcohol was involved and honestly both of those incidents were pretty funny)

I actually really like the thing when you're starting to get the hang of a new language, enough to understand and say simple sentences but you gotta get creative to get more complex thoughts across, like a puzzle. I remember a time in the restortation school when a classmate who wasn't natively finnish and did her best anyway dropped something and sighed, telling me "every day is monday this week. I have had four mondays this week." And I understood.

I don't think I speak much of spanish anymore, but in the nursing school training period I did there, I did manage to get by with making weird Tarzan sentences. I got a nosebleed at some point and startled another nurse. Not knowing the words "humidity" or "stress", I managed to string together: "This is ok. It is hot, it is cold, I have a bad day, I am sad, I have blood. This is normal for me." And she understood.

And sometimes you just say things weird, but it's better than not saying it. One time, I was stuck in a narrow hallway behind someone walking really slowly with a walker, and he apologised for being in the way. I was not in any hurry, but didn't know the spanish word for "hurry", but I did know enough words to try to circumvent it by borrowing the english "I have all the time in the world."

The man burst into one of those cackling old man laughters that they do when something in this world still manages to surprise them. He had to be somewhere between 70 and a 100 years old, and I guess if there was one thing he wasn't expecting to hear today, it would be a random blond vaguely baltic-looking fuck casually announce that he is the sole owner and keeper of the very concept of time.

[ashcadence]

I had done a DNA test (I know, the companies are sketchy, but I was hitting brick walls with ancestry stuff and was using it as a last resort) anyway we were really confused when it said I was mostly French. I didn't know I was French. I was always told I was German (I live in a VERY German area. Lots of people around here still speak German)

Well, it did help with the brick walls and it turns out my ancestors were living along The Rhine river, the border of France and Germany, which is why I'm genetically more French. It's pretty sad when tracking my ancestors I was getting excited seeing things like Normandy or the area around Paris because it was something different than along the river

I'm assuming that because we live in an area that's very, rust belt meets the Appalachians, which is extremely German and Scotch-Irish, it was probably forgotten we were also French since we've been in America for so damn long

It's also an oddity to get French on a DNA test if you're from where I live hence I never considered my ancestors could be French

Either way, I found that really interesting

[letsnotforgetabouttrace]

Birthday trip for mom Lehnhoff.

[valentin10]

Statistiques : Tadej Pogacar sur les traces d'Eddy Merckx sur le Tour de France

https://www.lequipe.fr/Cyclisme-sur-route/Actualites/Statistiques-tadej-pogacar-sur-les-traces-d-eddy-merckx-sur-le-tour-de-france/1483787

[kopifuran]

AND LET THIS FANDOM DIE? fuck off

I wish some of you would like the characters for who they actually are rather than your OC personalities that you project onto them

~🗳

[flwrkid14]

Tim Drake Accidentally Takes Over the World (and Didn’t Think to Mention It)

So, Janet somehow spent decades climbing her way into every government worth a damn, ruling the entire world from behind the scenes. And then, because the universe is apparently wild, she left it all to Tim.

Cut to Tim Drake, the brand-new, completely reluctant secret ruler of the entire planet. And he just… never really thought it was worth mentioning?

The Batfam finds out when Bruce stumbles across an encrypted memo traced to a mysterious Gotham office with Tim’s name on it.

Bruce, holding up the memo: “Tim. Want to explain why this document about, oh, international finance reforms is signed with your encryption key?”

Tim, not even looking up from his laptop: “Oh, yeah. That. Janet left me her ‘global influence portfolio’ or whatever. Mostly paperwork.”

The Batfam stares in total shock.

Dick sputters nearly dropping his coffee: "Wait—you’ve been managing world policies?!”

Tim, shrugging, barely paying attention as he emails the president of Germany: “Well, yeah. I figured someone had to keep things running. It's not that big a deal. I mostly just redirect some policies. You know, keep things running smoothly.”

Jason, absolutely cackling: “Are you telling me that little Replacement here is the reason for half the ‘global cooperation’ headlines?”

Tim, scrolling through emails: “They send me reports; I send suggestions. And honestly, they make it way more dramatic than it is. It's not that hard."

Barbara stares at him, half horrified, half impressed. “How did we not notice this?”

Tim blinks. “I mean, it’s not like I was actively hiding it. I assumed you guys knew I was… kind of managing these things?”

Cue utter disbelief.

Stephanie, laughing too hard to breathe: “Tim, do you have world leaders on speed dial?”

Tim, completely unfazed: “Only the important ones. They text, mostly. Oh—by the way, I might’ve influenced a minor arms control thing last week. Don’t worry; it’s all sorted.”

Bruce, looking like he’s two seconds from fainting: “Sorted? Tim, we're talking about you having global authority here. People notice these things."

Tim shrugs again as his phone buzzes with notifications. “Sure, but it’s not like they’re going to do anything too crazy. I just suggest stuff, and they listen. Honestly, it’s like herding really powerful, really overdramatic cats.”

Damian, scandalized: “You mean to tell me, Drake, that you’re manipulating world politics like it’s a game of checkers?”

Tim, still casual: “Manipulating’s a strong word. Like I said, it’s more just nudging things along.” His phone buzzes again. “Oh, hang on. France is panicking about their energy policy again.”

The Batfam tries to process the fact that Tim—Tim, who routinely forgets what day it is—is now, somehow, running the world.

And then his phone buzzes with a message from the UN Security Council.

Tim sighs, glancing down. “Oh, great. Looks like they’re debating nuclear arms again. Be right back.”

Meanwhile, the Batfam is left absolutely speechless, processing the fact that their Tim—scrawny, coffee-fueled Tim—is apparently one of the most powerful people on the planet. And to him its just another tuesday.