#grinder mayhem

[moonstruckme]

Your recent James x reader fic! I always appreciate getting to see characters who don’t want kids. Now I’m picturing poly!wolfstar x reader where one of them comes home from work in some kind of customer facing job (cafe maybe) and they’re absolutely wiped. When the other two ask how work was, they respond that they're so glad they don’t have kids because a daycare dropped into their work that day and holy shit kids are chaotic and exhausting. (Speaking from personal experience! Kids are tiny hyper humans with no volume OR impulse control)

Hahaha I feel like Sirius would be the most surprised honestly because he grew up in such a repressed home where the kids were expected to behave whether that was realistic or not, so if it's before he's had any "normal" kids in his life he would come home all shaken like "they....they climbed over the counters. it was mayhem. we had to throw out all the coffee beans....rick was barely able to get the grinder out in time....there was so much snot. i feared for my life, remus"

[ross-hollander]

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Acceptable Casualties, Mork Borg engine for a post-apocalyptic modern warfare RPG.

Acceptable Casualties: Crossfire, a tabletop skirmish game originally built for toy soldiers.

Ride into Sunrise, a fairly rules-light RPG in quantum superposition between samurai film and spaghetti Western.

MEAT Grinder X, a passion project to create a mecha tabletop wargame actively hostile to players.

PUNX, a business-card-size cyberpunk RPG, light but serviceable in a pinch.

Mayhem in Hangar Nine, a game of office politics, petty arguments, and also giant death robots.

There is also a lot of Mork Borg and CY_BORG stuff on there.

[maydayparkers]

April “Mayhem” Parker lived up to her own name and created new and exciting ways to torture Peter Parker . Which is impressive in on itself because that guy had been shoved into a psychological meat grinder in every way imaginable already, marvel editorial is quaking at her abilities

[nicklloydnow]

“Nearly all the accused had been savagely beaten. Bukharin was spared this but was visibly a broken man. From his prison cell he had written a note to Stalin: 'Koba, why is my death necessary for you?' But Stalin wanted blood. Constantly consulted by Chief Prosecutor Andrei Vyshinski and Vasili Ulrikh at the end of the court's working day, he ordered that the world's press should be convinced of the veracity of the confessions before sentences were passed. Many Western journalists were indeed hoodwinked. The verdict was announced on 13 March: nearly all the defendants were to be shot.

Two days later Stalin approved a further operation to purge 'anti-Soviet elements’. This time he wanted 57,200 people to be arrested across the USSR. Of these, he and Yezhov had agreed, fully 48,000 were to be rapidly tried by troiki and executed. Yezhov, by now practised at the management of such operations, attended to his duties with enthusiasm. Through spring, summer and autumn 1938 the carnage continued as the NKVD meat-grinder performed its grisly task on Stalin's behalf. Having put Yezhov's hand at the controls and ordered him to start the machine, Stalin could keep it running as long as it suited him.

Stalin never saw the Lubyanka cellars. He did not even glimpse the meat-grinder of the operations. Yezhov asked for and received vast resources for his work. He needed more than his executive officials in the NKVD to complete it. The Great Terror required stenographers, guards, executioners, cleaners, torturers, clerks, railwaymen, truck drivers and informers. Lorries marked ‘Meat' or 'Vegetables’ took victims out to rural districts such as Butovo near Moscow where killing fields had been prepared. Trains, often travelling through cities by night, transported Gulag prisoners to the Russian Far North, to Siberia or to Kazakhstan in wagons designed for cattle. The unfortunates were inadequately fed and watered on the journey, and the climate - bitterly cold in the winter and monstrously hot in summer - aggravated the torment. Stalin said he did not want the NKVD's detainees to be given holiday-home treatment. The small comforts that had been available to him in Novaya Uda, Narym, Solvychegodsk or even Kureika were systematically withheld. On arrival in the labour camps they were kept constantly hungry. Yerhov's dieticians had worked out the minimum calorie intake for them to carry out heavy work in timber felling, gold mining or building construction; but the corruption in the Gulag was so general that inmates rarely received their full rations - and Stalin made no recorded effort to discover what conditions were really like for them.

Such was the chaos of the Great Terror that despite Stalin's insistence that each victim should be formally processed by the troiki, the number of arrests and executions has not been ascertained with exactitude. Mayhem precluded such precision. But all the records, different as ther are about details, point in the same general direction. Altogether it would seem that a rough total of one and a half million people were seized by the NKVD in 1937-8. Only around two hundred thousand were eventually released. To be caught in the maw of the NKVD usually meant to face a terrible sentence. The troiki worked hard at their appalling task. The impression got around - or was allowed to get around - that Stalin used nearly all of the arrestees as forced labourers in the Gulag. In fact the NKVD was under instructions to deliver about half of its victims not to the new camps in Siberia or north Russia but to the execution pits outside most cities. Roughly three quarters of a million persons perished under a hail of bullets in that brief period of two years. The Great Terror had its ghastly logic.” - Robert Service, ‘Stalin: A Biography’ (2004) [p. 355 - 356]

[ilopisara]

14.01. 20:29 | Ilo Pisara vs Pukki Party 4 - 1

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, let's break down the hockey extravaganza that just unfolded before our very eyes. Ilo Pisara has once again shown why we're a force to be reckoned with – or at least not as embarrassing as watching a penguin trying to fly. First off, Teppo Winnipeg was out there looking like he mistook the rink for an art gallery because he painted every corner of that net like it was his canvas! With one goal and three assists, this maestro of mayhem had more points than my last cholesterol check-up. A round of applause for Mr. 73% pass completion - although if you could hit those passes like your shots on target percentage (a whopping 66.67%), maybe we'd think you were actually aiming! Sami Noddy – ah yes, the Grinder who grinds gears more than opponents sometimes but today? Today you were smoother than butter on hot toast with a goal and an assist while hitting everything that moved... except when passing apparently (71.43%, really?). But hey, no penalties so perhaps there is hope for civilization after all. And then there's Jani Saari - two goals including the game-winner! You might have given away the puck more times than I've lost my car keys (14 giveaways), but who cares when you score goals cleaner than a germaphobe’s kitchen counter? So here we are folks: another win in our pocket making us look hotter streak-wise than jalapeños in July sun! Keep it up team; otherwise next time I'll be handing out roasts instead of praises faster than free samples at a supermarket tasting stand.

[petty-crush]

“Gremlins” (1984)

-I’ve seen this film dozens of times, but for some reason this time it really tickled my cinema bone

-what helps this film immensely is its pure artifice. It lives in the fantasy realms of the soundstage, and vividly plays with those memories of it

+ I am remind of a wonderful saying by Ernst Lubitsch- “I've been to Paris, France, and I've been to Paris, Paramount. Paris Paramount is better.”

-this works especially well with its Christmas setting, a holiday where reality gives way to red glow of nostalgia and feelings

-another very clever part of the film is its bifurcation; I bet no one who saw it blind the first time knew the warm cuddly first half would give way to its b movie monster mayhem in the second part

-there were a great many copycats after this, but none of them had that trifecta of exaggeration, cozy seasonal glow, and merging of two tales

+even its sequel, which is worthy of being seen, is somewhat undone by having its setting be possible in the real world, which undercuts the anarchy

-I love how it has classic black and white films playing on the television all the time (“invasion of the body snatchers”, “it’s a wonderful life”, “to please a lady”); director Joe Dante learned his lessons well

-it occurs to me that it almost inverses “wonderful life”; where that one went from sad to triumphant, this one goes from soothing to meat grinder

-people watching in movie theatres always run hot or cold with me; this is one of the best. I think it works because the gremlins are (tiny) humans without being humans [like those stories of funny animals ala “mr toads wild ride”]

-the part in the bar is hysterical, especially the close up of gremlin doing a Humphrey bogart imitation

-Chris Walas did an utterly fantastic job designing the gremlins. They are playful chaos. (I am also a push over for his work in Jabba’s palace/“return of the Jedi”)

-the slaying of mrs deagle remains one of the most satisfying comeuppances in film history.

+Played to miserly excellence by actress Polly holiday. Her window exit is set upped and timed exquisitely

-as long as I live, I will never be tired from the “Christmas was the worst day of my life” monologue (this was great to me from the start)

-soon, Gremlins will forty years and over old. It will be as far away from its new audience as “ET” was from “Casablanca”. It seems to have aged just as well, eternally joyful.

[whatdidkaarijadotoday]

what did Käärijä do those days - the ICIP saga

In honor of ICIP releasing tomorrow, we've gathered up a master post of every promo/teaser that we have for It's Crazy It's Party (up to 31/08) !

Before the 15th

To build up hype Käärijä alluded to a song soon being released at several gigs and also that he would perform it at the stadium on 19/8, this was spread mostly through word of mouth and tumblr posts.

15/08

Posts this picture on his insta story and at some point in the day he said that the song will be released on September 15

19/08

First ever performance of ICIP at the Olympiastadion gig

20/08

Tommy posts this tiktok of him and jere staring at the camera silently for 15 seconds

21/08

Spooky bts pictures on various people's instagram stories

22/08

Mikke posts this photo on his stories:

Then Jere posts the "Batman from wish" tiktok, that we now know is relevant to icip

23/8

Insta post from the day of shooting the mv with tommy and häärijä

24/08

The first instagram posts with the promo pics (jere's post, tommy's post)

25/08

Eurovision cruise, performs ICIP and does so on future gigs. Also the first time we hear him sing Tommy's part

30/08

12:50- krissy_krumma on tiktok made a thirst trap of käärijä, bojan and tommy, while Grinder Mayhem by Antti Tuisku plays in the background, which käärijä reposts to his instagram stories.

18:20- Posts a tiktok of them being in a locker then exiting the locker when the beat drops. this is the first time ICIP is used for a sound on TikTok

Later, the locker tiktok inspires the fandom so much that it created a mishapocolypse 2.0, a jerepocolypse, where almost all of us changed our profile picture to this :

(screenshot source)

31/08

Posted a tiktok of käärijä and tommy in the shower, almost kissing, but at the very end, pushes the curtains in front of the camera

Continuing from yesterday, the jerepocalypse got a sequel with now half the fandom having the pic above and the other half having the almost kiss as a pfp:

Tommy follows up 40 minutes later with a tiktok of them running around silly from door to door on the beat

That's it! All the promo and teasers that have followed happened after we created this blog so they exist in their respective dates (09/09, 11/09, 12/09, 13/09, and at 14/09 as well but we havent posted that day yet)

Did we miss anything? reply w/ links and we'll make an edit! :)

[harrison-abbott]

carrot cake!

Julie’s sister asked her to bake a birthday cake for her three year old son, Julie’s nephew. It was the type of demand that she couldn’t say no to. And yet Julie thought it was odd that her sister would ask her of that, because her sister had always mocked her cooking abilities, because they weren’t particularly good, and thus she wondered why she would put this pressure on her.

So, she thought she’d have to make a big effort on this cake.

Memories of cakes were quite traumatic for her. They clashed with recollections of disco parties were all the girls and boys were dancing in these spraying colours, all of them fucked out of their minds on E numbers, coke & cake. And there was that time when she first tried to drink alcohol when she was fourteen and she’d only had three big cake slices in her and then afterwards she went to a party and there was beer on the go. Julie only managed three beers and it poisoned her innards and she threw up in the toilet upstairs. And of course everybody took the piss out of her for being a lightweight.

Carrot Cake! That’s what she decided on. For the nephew, aged 3. Was that too posh for a little boy? Julie decided to buy posh ingredients from the supermarket, either way. And she didn’t usually shop for items such as this … and, Christ, the inflation (from the Ukraine war and so on) had popped up these prices megaload. Fuck me. The cheapest ingredient was the bag of carrots.

Whence at home she peeled the skins off of them. Then put the skins into the compost box and then took that outside into the garden and it was a blazing May day and sunny and unlike her country. The cats liked to shit in front of the garden compost bin for some reason and so she avoided their little piles of faeces as she approached it. Inside the bin there were wasps and flies all whipping about in small mayhem … and she had no affection for them and didn’t care whether any of the compost stuff struck them.

Back into the kitchen – Julie resought to the chopping board and she got the grinder to grind the carrots.

Then she realised that she hadn’t washed her hands after taking the bin out. So she put the carrot she had in her hand in the compost bin, imagining this story of food poisoning that would execute her nephew and all his friends coming to the party!

The washing up liquid was carcinogenic and therapeutic on her hands and she made as many bubbles between her palms as she could, rubbing and rubbing them together.

I can make a cake for my nephew she persevered, as the hot tap rushed and show them that I can bake. Maybe I can’t cook that well but I can bake. I’ve done that before! Just try a bit, Julie, just try harder!

[societygoblin]

We’re doing some spring cleaning and so, to get rid of some of these “winter blues”, we’re having a site-wide sale on our DriveThruRPG store!

Now through March 26th, you can save 33% on ALL of our books and PDFs, INCLUDING the Kobold Grinder content pack bundle!*

If you’ve ever wanted 300 magic items for your D&D adventure, or a fun and chaotic adventure of kobolds and mayhem, now is your chance to stock up!

[rexcaliburechoes]

Man I remember when Overkill was the Hardest difficulty for me to do in Payday 2. Now it's my go to/normal for when I'm testing out new builds with little risk (also for mutators bc those are always fun)

[lycomorpha]

Getting ready to record making the next page in Eivor's herbarium: silver birch from Grantebridge

After a few weeks of being really sick, & the heatwave mayhem, I'm finally prepping this. Here's how it goes, & what's on the page...

Process

I arrange the pressed birch so that there's room on the page for some writing, and so nothing is too close to page edges. We've got both male and female catkins, leaves and seeds here. Pretty pleased with how it all pressed!

After arranging the plant material on the page, I use archival gummed linen tape to stick it down at various points. I cut the tape into tiny strips that I can pick up with tweezers, & brush with a little water to make them tacky. I press the strips down and use the flat steel bar sections as weights to hold them down until dry. I put some acid-free flimsy paper or cardboard underneath so the metal doesn't mark the paper.

The bark and seeds will be stuck down directly with archival pH7.0 adhesive. I'll also glue the two separated catkins in place to their twig.

I've separated the bark layers so that I can sneak in a tiny hidden note to Randvi that won't be visible unless you lift the top layer of bark.

Resting on the page below you can see all the ingredients I need - tape strips, tweezers, water brush, weights etc. The hat pin is v. useful for nudging tiny strips and seeds etc into place. Because I can't feel all my fingers any more it's not super safe for me to use angle grinders/saws/cutters anymore. So I had to get some help cutting the bar weights to length. But they really are the best shape for herbarium weights!

[king-of-wrath]

Wrath-A-Mania: Sage’s Match

((Closed Starter for @nebula-gaster‘s Sage))

“...AAAAAND WE’RE BACK!“ shouts an announcer.

“Welcome back, everyone, to our LIVE coverage of the 44th annual Wrath-A-Mania gladiatorial games! I am your host, Chuck Rogers, and joining me is none other than retired six-time Wrath-A-Mania champion--”

“ME! MAJOR MAYHEM!”

“Couldn’t have said it better myself! Get ready, Wrath-A-Maniacs, for the Rookie Division matches are about to continue!”

“TOSS ‘EM IN THE MEAT-GRINDER ALREADY!”

“Hahaha! Patience, Major! You know, your first Wrath-A-Mania wasn’t that long ago! You practically annihilated the other rookies, didn’t you--“

“YOU’RE SATAN-DAMNED RIGHT I DID! ATE ‘EM UP AND SPIT ‘EM OUT, CAUSE THEY DIDN’T HAVE ENOUGH PROTEIN FOR MY CHAMPION-LEVEL DIET!“

“Remarkable! And now, for our next rookie contestant!“

The heavy, reinforced doors unlock and creak open. A heavy-set reptilian demon emerged, carrying a Marlin lever-action rifle.

“Presenting Sage! Weighing in at three-hundred seventy-pounds, she’s a bouncer from Pentagram City! Three words to describe her are ‘Level-headed’, ‘Fierce’, and ‘Tough’!“

“SHE LOOKS FUCKING STACKED!”

“That she does, Major! But let’s see who she’s up against...“

On the other side of the arena, another pair of doors open to reveal Sage’s opponents: five imps, each carrying dual pistols and shrouding their faces with black bandanas.

“Introducing the Soggy-Bottom Boys! Hailing from the depths of Envy, each of them weighs sixty-nine pounds---joining together to form a deadly, well-oiled six-shooting machine!“

“IT’S LIKE A REAL MEXICAN STANDOFF!”

“Join me, fellow Wrath-A-Maniacs, as we count-down to SLAUGHTER!”

A giant LED panel illuminates with the number ten, flashing each number counting down for the crowd to repeat.

“TEN!”

“NINE!”

“EIGHT!”

“SEVEN!”

Cameras zoom-in on the fighter’s faces, watching them get ready while projecting to the Jumbo-Tron for thousands of eager fans.

“SIX!”

“FIVE!”

“FOUR!”

Standing equal distance from one another, the cowboy posse’s hands twitched beside their gun-holsters as they unblinkingly stared at Sage.

“THREE!”

“TWO!”

“ONE!”

“SLAUGHTER~!”

[a-stoopid-person]

She tilts her head "Yet you have him here, you didn't throw him out to die amongst the millions here in Hell." She says before sighing "Nanael said he was covered in wounds healed barely enough to be unnoticed by that Filthy council, and with how many Virtues are getting killed down here, something is causing mayhem." She says with a slight growl, angry about her beloved Virtues being sent into the meat grinder essentially

"I have no interest in looking around your dingy boat." She says with a sigh "Stay, I'll tell you what his condition is when I get back." She says to the Virtue who makes a nodding motion before entering the area to see Gabriel

((she would have forced her way in if Bluelight didn't let her in lmao))

*bluelight seems a little upset she didn’t at least let him guide her… but he follows close behind, directing her to a bedroom*

He is in here, but if I’m right he’s still asleep… so again, be quiet.

[aflyingcontradiction]

The Magnus Archives Relisten: Episode 163 - In The Trenches

Jon: You could see that tower from anywhere on Earth. And it can see you. And if you walk towards it, eventually you’ll get there. But you have to go through everything in between. Martin: You're being ominous again. Jon: Sorry. Sorry.

Okay, this made me chuckle. Martin's fighting a losing battle, though. I mean, "ominous" is basically one of Jon's main personality traits at this point.

[Low bagpipe music and sounds of explosions in the background] Martin (quietly): Jon, I'm scared. Jon: (also quietly): Yes. That's the idea. [Tape clicks off] [Tape clicks on] [VERY LOUD BAGPIPE MUSIC, EXPLOSIONS AND GUNSHOTS EVERYWHERE, ABSOLUTE FUCKING MAYHEM AND SOUNDS OF JON AND MARTIN RUNNING FOR THEIR LIVES]

I really like the soundscaping in this episode (the bagpipe music over everything, especially. I've said this about half a dozen times now but I find the Slaughter-music connection very intriguing).

It is a butchered border, a thin and punctured membrane between the unending meat grinder and the terrified victims it longs for. - Jon

It's notable that this episode really plays with sounds to evoke violence - not just the background noise, but the writing, the way that Jon says these words - the Bs in "butchered border" and the P in "punctured" hit like gunshots.

Ishaan remembers the recruiters. He was promised valor, and camaraderie, and the chance to be part of something meaningful. He knew that part had been a lie, but then – so was the choice. His alternative was stagnant poverty, and that was really no choice at all.

In season 5, TMA really goes from being occasionally and fairly subtly political to "We have opinions and we will let you hear them". Given that I happen to share those opinions and that they are integrated in a skillful way that works with the story rather than pausing it in its tracks and doesn't break immersion, I consider that an advantage, though.

Sometimes, in the distance, Hasana can even see an enemy triage tent, almost identical in appearance to her own. She can only imagine the atrocities that must take place inside.

Okay, this episode isn't exactly SUBTLE about the whole "the enemy is monstrous, not like our heroic ... waaaait a minute" thing, but I still appreciate the way it's done here, with these lines following a long, lovingly detailed, absolutely horrific description of the gruesome scenes in Hasana's own triage tent.

He runs almost headfirst into a portly man in a tailored suit with a blood-red flower on his lapel. (...) “Good lad,” he says. “Good lad. Heroes one and all. A noble sacrifice.” Alexei starts to speak, to say he doesn’t want to be a hero; he doesn’t want to be a sacrifice; he wants to go home. But the man with the flower reaches his hand into the soldier’s chest, and with a single, jolly motion, plucks out Alexei’s heart and places it in his wallet.

Again, not subtle, but I fucking GASPED at the red poppy reference, the hint at how what is supposed to be rememberance is misused for more war propaganda.

Next to his bleeding corpse, Charlie wakes from what passes for sleep in this place.

I already assumed that when people die in the Slaughter's domain, they don't actually die-die because that would be a release from the horror, but this explicit confirmation still made me go "Oh shit."

My impression of this episode

This is poetry. Horrifying, horrifying poetry. Made better by the fact that this is the first domain we see in detail, so this is an entirely NEW style of statement. I was pretty impressed after my first listen.

Favourite quotes (that I don't have commentary for, the rest is up there with commentary)

But there is no mercy for deserters here. On one side of the trench the hungry guns of the vile enemy wait. And on the other, the just guns of heroes will cut you down no slower, save perhaps a breath to call you coward.

[rubydollchaos]

Okay so I just had me a revelation. Grogu gets space macarons because they perfectly encapsulate his essence. He looks sweet and small but actually he is an agent of chaos and mayhem!

There is not a surface in the kitchen that is not covered with icing sugar. My grinder is gunked up with almonds. You need at least three arms to pour macaron batter into the piping bag. I wanted them to be purple - they are grey. I bought a macaron mat because I thought it would make things easier - would help if I had a baking sheet big enough to put it on. Went with the round one as that's only 4 dodgy ones rather than a whole row.

And I'm planning to repeat this madness next week. So long as I can make like 5 that are gift quality then it's fine...

[vsgroundnet]

*I grab it and hold it with care*

Wow, I've seen conversation starters at dinner tables, but this grinder is marvelous, but back to the point.

Can't wrap my mind around as to why a sneeze of all things could work, but I guess magic has its mysteries.

*I take a few steps back and ready the grinder*

Say, I like to play it safe, so maybe a spell to mute me before i do this might be helpful, if it isn't asking for too much, please. Don't want my loud sneeze to reverberate through the halls and startle books that can cause mayhem.

@the-wizard-library Hello!

*I enter and I give my orb to the receptionist for the time being*

I have a question. I need to send a large quantity of items to a friend but would like to know if there's a spell for such a task. Maybe something that compresses and bundles the items together so the receiver can open them later in a safe manner?