#gladdic

[reginleif-valkyrie]

The Twelve Plagues

“Have you given thought to what we will do if the people of Gallador want no part of us?”-Gladdic

“Why would they do that?” Dante said. “We’ve been allies for years now.”

“The Eiden Rane burned many lands on his way to yours. They might lack the food to share. And unless Ka’s warning was mere bluff, by the time we reach them, they might be suffering the punishments of the gods as well.”

“What are you actually asking me here? If I’d attack them and take their stores from them?”

“Just so.”

“What do you think?”

“That you will deny it now, but also that if Gallador attempts to turn us away, your answer will prove optimistic if not a lie.”

Dante was tempted to ask him what his point was, but decided to not care instead.

Pg. 25

*Gladdic, do you really think Blays would let his man do that?

Blays lunged forward and slapped the cup out of Dante’s hands, spilling wine across the dirt.

Dante glared at him. “What the hell did you do that for?”

“Didn’t you just say the strands are inside our food? And you’re about to drink that?”

“It’s not all food, you fool. Just the stuff we’ve been harvesting. I think.”

Pg. 51

“They’re going to have me hanged for this.” Halbank said. “I just know it.”

“Never been hanged before?” Blays stretched his arms above his head. “The first time is always the worst. But after the third or fourth time you get noosed, you get used to it.”

“Are you being quite serious?”

“Don’t listen to him.” Dante said. “He’s only been hanged once.”

“Are you being serious?”

Pg. 68

“Right.” Blays yelled. He stood on the raised prow of the remaining half of the wreckage. “Time to get harpooned!”

Pg. 72

*A sea monster is harassing the gang’s boat and once one of its tentacles attacks Dante, Blays decides it’s time for it to die.

The fog had only partway lifted by noon when they heard screams u land just ahead of them.

Dante and Blays looked at each other.

“All right.” Dante said. “But let’s make it quick.”

Pg. 75

*We’ll go save these people for you, babe.

“What do you say?” Blays had appeared without warning at all, though somehow Dante had known he was approaching. “Should we go out for a sail?”

Pg. 88

“Are you telling me that you’re about to spend a lot of time doing something boring while I stand around trying to remember the last time I saw my wife?”-Blays to Dante

Pg. 100

*You’re looking at your wife right now. Dante’s right there. LOL.

The sound of a man’s scream lifted from Ynding. He (Dante) broke into a run. The scream sounded again. He couldn’t tell if it was Blays. It didn’t take much more time than a minute to reach the outer ring of houses, yet it felt like ten times as long. He slowed, nicking the back of his arm and pulling the shadows to him. “Blays! Blays!”

Pg. 101

The group is taking shelter from a hailstorm that knocked Dante out. The rest of the group is at the opening while Blays is….

Dante sat up and gingerly rubbed his head, but it was pleasantly half numb. “Where in the world are we?”

“Halfway across it.” Blays was crouched beside him, watching the storm.

Pg. 259

*Babe’s hurt. Must hover.

Without warning-without even taking its eyes off Blays-it changed direction to gallop towards Dante.

Eyes bulging, Dante scrambled back. Blays dashed to put himself between them, but the creature was already tearing past him, he swung the spear like a sword, but its tip just missed the beast’s wizened hide.

Pg. 362

Blays decides he’s going to confront the red lightening. It doesn’t end well. Dante loses it because Blays gets hurt and also confronts the lightening with similar results.

Pg. 391-393

*Dante always seems to go stupid when Blays is in danger.

[whatafunnyoldbird]

gladdic von aton... my beloved...

[oz-fictionalanalyses]

She revealed it to me after you escaped.

I really thought she was going to come clean...

[ahye1427]

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[cosmojarvis]

Please Stand Here - lyrics

Incase of meteors we’ve plans to detonate the plant Thursday and it offers light refreshments. Why leave your new born fly in some arachnids comfy webbing? leave them treading in the spiders presence? And all the voices I could comprehend have since been silenced their defiance it was met with slander. How many grazers will it take to flatten down the herd? how many words and hollow little mantras? A dozen philanthropic acquisitions and petitions that won’t slow the jaws of preying reptiles And Steve works at the mall and he is on his lunch break, there’s an exchange ‘bout the size of biomass and textiles. The teleprompter wants to take his own life, and the clip mics, they are sorry for their bastard soundings. I’d sooner be a ridiculed old skeptic with a metric that does not betray my own surroundings. Please stand here till the master says the coast is clear. Please stand here till the master says the coast is clear. Please stand here. And the word noodles leave your stomach lurching if your searching for a fact to quench the fictions flavour Society she mourns her ravaged virtue and it hurts to know the children’s minds are bought and paid for And Gladdice, fellow addict, battened down her hatches and her stashes - liquid friends, made sure she wasn’t lonely. And holding screens of nothing we were nothing people and our evil could be real and our good as phoney. And can we buy that expert? He said nothing detailed and my retail needs a man like him for advertisement. The surfer said the waves he found, they only get the vast importance men afford them by how they describe them. And Ahmed Sharif wants your behind in his food house "if they ask who made that food, deny it". And all them bells and whistles couldn’t drown out rhythms of the pistons turning props that slice the rivers quiet. Please stand here till the master says the coast is clear. Please stand here till the master says the coast is clear. Please stand here.

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Gold Job

leverage 4.16

the gold commercial tho

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Hardison: All of you don’t even understand how much you depend on me, do you? All the hacking, the fake IDs, the financial searches, the sub-rosa profiling. Weeks of work every time, and none of you appreciate it.

APPRECIATE HIM

- - - - -

Parker: That’s his “very serious” arm-cross.

*two minutes later*

Nate: Seriously? Y-you’re doing that?

Hardison: Hell, yeah.

Parker, imitating the arm cross: He’s really doing this

- - - - -

hardison lowkey has an ai software called gladdice

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Hardison: Now, what I did was hacked questions from the Kleinfeld-Ochs psych indicator into his applications.

Eliot: What?

Parker: It’s a test designed to measure preferences in how people perceive the world. You know, I-I had a lot of psych exams as a kid. They’re actually pretty easy. Well, sometimes I made my doctors cry, but..

PARKER BABY

- - - - -

eliot is mr punchy *with punching animations*

eliot actually being pleased with it

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hardison and his evaluation forms

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what are these doughnuts ???

first there was a frootloop one, then a m&m one ???

- - - - -

Eliot: Did you take a bite of all these?

Parker: Well, I had to see which one I wanted.

Hardison: Wow. Really?

Eliot: What

ridiculous ot3 moment I am here for

[flameshardsgoo]

💫aw my fav @heavymetalfem tagged me to post 10 songs ive been listening to this week :> i love all these songs so much

1. i love acid - luke vibert (this song is. SO catchy)

2. my own summer (shove it) - deftones

3. all she does is kill shit - the ily's

4. beef jerky - cibo matto

5. suddenly - drugdealer, weyes blood

6. suite-pee - system of a down

7. babooshka - kate bush

8. sea, swallow me - cocteau twins

9. saddic gladdic - wagon christ

10. the primitives talk - zach hill

im tagging: @ginsengspoon @pelicansurgery @crashqueenie @blueberrygoth @s0re-loser @ourlordapollo @gooseynite @fourfdimension

*:ﾟ*｡⋆ฺ(*´◡`)

[djlook]

Off the Air 5/12/20 Playlist

Ernest Ranglin - Everybody’s Talkin’

Mandrill - Morrocan Nights

Milton Nascimento - Tudo o Que Você Podia Ser

Ketama - Jarabi

Breno Mello, Marpessa Dawn - Samba de Orfeu

Gerald Wilson Orchestra - Paco

Ennio Morricone - Intermezzino pop

Greg Foat - Nikinakinu

Terrace Martin - Valdez Off Crenshaw

Amir Bresler - Fish

Susana Estrada - Gozame Ya!

Khruangbin - People Everywhere (Still Alive)

Nadia Cattouse - Long Time Boy

Kim Jung Mi

Pierre Akendengue - Afrika obota

Francis Bebey - Esok Am (Live)

Christina Galisatus - Root

Nino Rota - Le notti di Cabiria: Titoli di testa

Colleen - Soul Alphabet

Kamasi Washington - Truth

David Axelrod - The Shadow Knows

The Heliocentrics - Light in the Dark

Morcheeba - Let Me See

Kassav’ - Kalkilé

Tune-Yards - Look at Your Hands

Boy Azooga - Breakfast Epiphany

Tom Misch & Yussef Dayes - Last 100

Shafiq Husayn - Cycles (feat. Hiatus Kaiyote)

Wagon Christ - Saddic Gladdic

Dirty Art Club - American Death Express

Stephen Malkmus - Shadowbanned

Kurt Vile - Pretty Pimpin

Courtney Barnett - Help Your Self

Loose Tooth - Lonely

Drug Cabin - Steely Dad

Salami Rose Joe Louis -  I Miss You So

Y La Bamba - La Última Vez

Adrianne Lenker - symbol

Radiohead - Daydreaming

[burlveneer-music]

Motor Jazz: Them To Us - new compilation from Bathurst

This compilation sees the coming together of independent music makers from across the globe to meet in one place and gather as a single entity. That simmering hub of warmth and affection is known as Motor Jazz - a place for artists to congregate and share their devotion for songs that are infused with rhythms created by anodic wires, buttons and other digital paraphernalia. That’s electronic music to you and me, and in this case electronic music with swing, a sense of freedom and improvisation that some might call ‘Jazz’.

Compiled by David Hanke

[niedopalek]

Wagon Christ - Saddic Gladdic (2004)

Genre: Trip Hop

[white-tree-barden]

What Lies Beyond is almost here, so here’s The Spear of Stars trivia:

-the cities of the Alebolgian Strip use sky couriers (messenger birds) to deliver short notes

-Cavana is the largest city in the Strip and is structured in defensible concentric rings

-ether can be used to seal things like books to preserve them against time and rot

-the Odeleon in Bressel is taller than the Cathedral of Ivars back in Narashtovik and much wider- it’s huge

-it’s not really trivia, but I really enjoyed Raxa’s scene climbing the Exchange by just. sealing herself in the rock a little bit

-ether can also be used as a lockpick

-Adaine has been an interesting fellow for quite a while

-Gladdic is an extremely skilled healer

-Raxa is trying really really hard to not get attached to: Sorrowen, getting into large-scale trouble, other people in general. she is largely failing

-the river running through Bressel is anmed the Chanset, ‘gray waters’

-the Pastlands are strange no matter where you are, but the difference between the journey through them in Bressel vs in the Islands is really interesting

-two hundred years past, Bressel fashion favored dress-like frocks

-’mola ras’ is Tanarian for the Spear of Stars

-Rhobous Doresh (Avinian) = Vampire of Light = White Lich = Eiden Rane (Tanarian)

-some of the monks and priests of Arawn refer to their undead scouts as ‘sixers’

-the Stotts and Helods founded Bressel; I’m curious as to whether or not they have anything at all to do with Minn’s family- Dennever Stotts of Gallador is her uncle

-the combat-trained members of the priesthood in Bressel wear gray with trim in colors that denote their rank and wear a necklace of the Hammer of Taim and a copy of the Ban Naden

-those from Narashtovik wear silver on black and carry black ribbons bearing the sigil of Arawn and of their own secondary god

-Winden spends most of her time in Bressel ready to fight just about anything

-Gladdic doesn’t appreciate Dante and Blays having conversations that barely contain any words bc they know each other too well

-in another life, Gladdic might have been an apothecary assistant to his older brother

-Barsil = Bressel, as the city is known in the Mists

-the Becoming = Worldsea

-the Pits correspond to the Split Crypt in the Mists

-Gladdic has been to Barden

-"Oh. Right. Well, I still want to study it." "Of course you do," Blays said. "If someone cut out your liver and tossed it on the ground in front of you, your first instinct would be to poke at it until you figured out how it works."

-the use of blood to track down a person by finding the link to the rest of their blood is a pretty regular occurrence, but you can use the same theory to track pieces of what were once the same rock, or to find the original tree a piece of fruit came from, which is neat

-I would really enjoy seeing more of these Rosetta Stone plaques (preferably one’s that aren’t warning signs on a cave of death but. yknow) with all these languages and older relations to Mallish and Gaskan and everything

The last 10-15 pages left me with so many questions and like half an answer, and I really hope at least some of them get answered next book.

[reginleif-valkyrie]

I’m pretty sure this is how that one scene went down. You know which one I mean.

Dante pointing to Gladdic: “Oh my gods, what happened to him?”

Blays: “He died of natural causes.”

Dante: “You pushed him off the roof.”

Blays: “Gravity is natural.”

[oz-fictionalanalyses]

DUDE HE RIGGED THE FOOTAGE

[waterstar2016]

“Two Shades of Green” Part 3

***Disclaimer...TMNT is not my work. I just lovingly play with the characters in my mind. I am grateful for a chance to be able to express some of those mind adventures here. Immogene, her father, and Brian are my additions.***

*Gasps* someone commented and gave this love. THANK YOU! This is my first attempt at writing fan fiction, and I’ll tell ya I’m having a blast. Today is actually my birthday so I’ll be posting 2 chapters of “Two Shades of Green”, as a present to myself, and if you happen to like this story, it’s a present for you too. The second post will come tonight...I’m still fine-tuning it. Cheers!

The four brothers made sure to check on Immogene as often as they could. They really wanted to see her...each of them for their own reasons. Leo wanted to wipe her tears away. Donnie just wanted to get to know her. She seemed so interesting. Thanks to April he knew she didn’t like her body but goodness...he didn’t understand why. Donnie only thought of her curves as another excellent sample of the human race. As for touching them nuh un! He’d probably pass out. Mikey, he loved all women, skinny, not skinny, tall, short...it didn’t matter. He looked at Immogene as another gal to hang with...and of course, he loved to flirt. He’d seen her watching some Aliens and Predator movies the other night...and she was laughing! He just found that awesome. Raphael, well, he was in a mood lately. He’d been attracted to women before...but not like this. Seeing her had sent his body into overdrive. He also admitted to himself in the moments he saw her cry...it felt like something was breaking inside of him.

The apartment was in a good neighborhood. Other than the abandoned building across the street all the houses were fairly new and it was relatively quiet. That was the reason why the guys chose this location for April a few years ago. They used to come visit her here as a group or individually. If one of the brothers needed to talk, they knew April wouldn’t judge.

They’d discovered Imogene was pretty serious about her work. She didn’t leave the apartment much lately. After all, she was getting ready for her art show. Most of her time was spent sketching and painting. April would sometimes visit Immogene in the evening and the guys would watch the two women smile and laugh over a glass of wine. The guys knew Immogene was reeling over the loss of her father, so it was nice to see her start to smile a little more.

Most of the guys had started to ask April questions about Immogene. What was she like? What music did she listen to? What was her favorite colour? What were the tattoos of on her body and were there more that they couldn’t see? April answered some, but others she would tell the guys that they’d just have to meet her. Raphael however, was being a damn stick in the mud. He was only one that didn’t ask much.

Raphael and April had formed a really close friendship over the last couple of years so it surprised her. He didn’t even ask anything about Immogene in private. Mikey had confessed to her that both Leo and Raph had almost lost their frigging shells over Immogene the first time they saw her. Although, Mikey didn’t tell April what Raph had actually said.

April did notice however that Raph could be seen stalking around when his brothers were asking questions...pretending not to listen.

April knew Immogene would love all the guys...including Splinter. Splinter would ease the pain of losing her father. She also knew Immogene needed to get rid of that dipshit little dicked Brian. April considered both Leo and Raph, wondering if such a relationship could work. “Why not? She thought to herself.” Either of those two would be good for Immogene. April wasn’t worried about Immogene getting freaked out about the guys being mutant turtles...well...she’d probably squeak the first time seeing them... April giggled to herself at the thought.

April knew Immogene needed someone to cheer her on during the day and take her over at night. She was also taking into consideration that the guys had all started expressing their desire to meet someone. Of course, they were too afraid to act on it...after all, they were mutants and figured they’d never actually get a chance.

Immogene admitted to her she had a shitty sex life and even confessed some secret desires. Given the chance, she would be a vixen in the sac. The guys might be mutants...but they all rocked masculinity, even Mikey, and Donatello... in their own way. As for Raph...April thought of every masculine and testosterone related word in the dictionary...and then pictured a shot of Raph beside it. April at one point had found herself fantasizing over Leo a couple of times. Knowing how much of a control freak he was she could see silk scarves being used to tie appendages. Then she had met Casey. April was hoping the guys would eventually want to meet her friend. They were surely asking enough questions!

One evening when Immogene went to refill her glass of wine, April had looked out the living room window. She’d peered out through the glass and into the darkness. She’d waved ever so slightly to let the guys know she was thankful they were there.

As the guys could get in the abandoned building next door without being seen, they were able to take turns to check on Immogene during the day. Wasn’t it handy that an entrance to the sewers was right in the alleyway next to it? On one of the daily visits, it happened to be Raphael. He watched her while flipping his Sai.

Immogene looked like she was going visit the elderly couple on the first floor with a home cooked meal she’d prepared. While she was there she’d warmed up the meal she made and had dinner with them. Before she headed back up it looked like she was cleaning their apartment.

Raphael studied her with his eyes narrowed. He was remembering the first time he met the old couple. A few years ago he’d accidentally broken a flower pot of the lady’s while fighting with Leo, yet again. His brother just wouldn’t let something go...Raph couldn't even remember was it was that got Leo going. They were leaving April’s apartment and Raph had jumped off the roof to get away from Leo...instead of pummeling him. He had landed on something breakable. Whoops...now he’d done it, someone was coming. Leo landed beside him and tossed his head in the direction of the lair...Leo bounded off expecting Raphael to follow. Raphael, on the other hand, wasn’t too worried about it because only the old lady and her husband lived there. So because he was curious, instead of leaving he’d quickly donned his trench coat and hat. April had them dry cleaned for him that day, so he’d had them with him.

The next thing he knew the old lady came outside with a broom to shoo him away, and Raphael profusely apologized, he really did feel bad.

Taking him by surprise she’d invited him inside for tea. The only reason he went was that she was so tiny compared to his stature, but yet she was willing to take him on...with a broom. He’d offered her his arm and went into the apartment.

Raphael had spent the rest of the evening trying to figure out how to hold that damned tiny teacup that had little sunflowers all over it...without turning it into powder. The memory still made him smirk. He liked that old girl downstairs, she had spunk. Gladdice couldn’t hear or see very well, and her husband just sat in his rocking chair and smiled. Raph would carefully sit on the plastic wrapped couch and listen to the stories she had to tell. The old lady just thought he was a nice young man if a little shy...he never took off his coat and hat.

Raphael turned his focus back to the vision before him and watched her walk up the stairs to her own apartment through the windows at each level. Maybe Mikey was right...

At the end of every evening, Immogene would workout with her kickboxing bag. The guys enjoyed watching her. They were also starting to think that they wanted to meet her. Maybe it was time to talk to April. Two sets of eyes watched a little more intently than the others. One blue like the depths of the ocean and the other a light but intense green.

It was a long day at the gallery. Immogene was so tired. But, she also felt accomplished. She had only been in this city for a couple of weeks and she was on track to having the pieces ready. The curator was practically drooling over her work.

Immogene was also surprised at how she was handling New York. She was a small town Canadian girl and large cities normally scared the shit out of her, but she was forcing herself to step out of her comfort zone.

She had taken a cab back to her apartment but had asked to be let out a couple blocks away. She wanted to walk. As she was heading towards to her building she tried to call Brian...he’d talked to her but seemed distracted. The conversation was short. He didn’t even ask how her art was coming. Immogene knew better than to mention her father because Brian would just say it was time for her to start moving on. Immogene questioned her choice of being with him. But, who would ever love a freak like her? Like Brian always said. Too smart, too tall, built like a brick house with a little extra pudge. She rolled her eyes and kept walking. Sighing she found herself imagining that she would lose her little belly and Brian would finally love her. Immogene continued walking to her apartment...head half hanging with the stars in the night sky...

To be continued...