#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"

[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

[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!

[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.

[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)

[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]

[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~!”

[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?

[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...

[sickly-sweet-cookies]

Møth Tįmê
god idk how i finished this so fast i went into a feuge state to get this done
any who this is my new mascot for the blog now bye bye choco coin
jk jk theyre here too But!! it’s Time


Peppercorn Cookie


Rarity: Epic


Story: The Witch was preparing this cookie’s batter when she accidentally released all the peppercorns from her grinder into the concoction. This- plus the sneezing fit she had afterward- was the first sign of the curse worked into Peppercorn’s dough- from that moment, strange disasters of varying intensity would occur around them, the severity entirely based in their emotional state. This led the poor cookie to retreat to the woods- pulling together some kind of more cookie-esque form to not scare anyone they meet and create more stressors for catastrophe around them. Unfortunately, they revert back to their true form when startled or when disaster strikes. They can sense impending disaster, and try to either stop it or evacuate- but as they’re unused to talking with anyone, it’s tough for them to communicate their intentions clearly…


Ability: Catastrophic Oracle- summons Foretellings- quests in place of an interval meter that, when completed, summon one of the following disasters:


-Tornado- unlimited jumps, destroys objects on impact and gives points upon landing


-Flash Flood- sends waves of water, causes a blast effect with different graphics and clears the entire bottom of the screen


-Earthquake- Holes open in the ground, pulling in all jellies within range- each fall into the crack provides bonus points


-Cataclysm- Wipes the entire screen, each destroyed obstacle creating Mayhem Jellies. Lasts half as long. 


Magic Candy: Evacuation Protocol- with each disaster Rescue Cookies accompany it- granting bonus points for their rescue.

[lucyreviewcy]

Timeless - S02 E01 The War to End All Wars

Following the mayhem of series one, which saw Lucy’s mum reveal her proud membership of Team Rittenhouse (buy your 100% official and legitimate merch here), a real big explosion taking out basically anything useful, and Jiya having flashbacks to the end scene from I, Robot, Lucy goes on a mother-daughter (also Emma) trip to 1918 to do something dastardly, only to be followed by her best pals Wyatt and Rufus. The gang conspire to destroy the Mothership, stranding Emma and Mrs Lucy’s Mum in 1918 forever, only to be thwarted because Marie Curie is there. Meanwhile, Conor and Jiya bond over Math. 

Alright, Timeless fans, it has been a long time but at long last, series two is on Netflix. I am one episode in and I already have questions! Question number one: why is everyone living in the facility where Wolverine got made? Are we sending Wyatt back in time but this time with an adamantium skeleton? If so I am 100% on board. 

HIS NAME IS WYATT LOGAN GUYS.

The weird government facility setting is initially established by Jiya walking in on Wyatt in the bathroom because he didn’t put the chair against the door. Of all of the excellent world building in this show, I find this to be a small inconsistency. Why would a big fun government facility that potentially makes superheroes not have a lock on the bathroom door?

As an aside, Jiya’s hair has gotten unexpectedly extra shiny and voluminous. I don’t know what shampoo they use in the Wolverine factory but it is working. 

I felt like this episode was slightly slow to get going, but I find this is a curse of the first episode of a new season for pretty much any show. The finale of the previous season needed to cram in enough jaw-dropping cliffhangers to keep audiences on tenterhooks for season two. Unfortunately, this means S02E01 is almost always burdened with cumbersome exposition. Timeless handles this with aplomb though, using an angle grinder to establish that Wyatt is pretty upset, and having Rufus... literally... just... list his concerns part-way through the episode as well as remind our romantic lead who he’s in love with. Genius. 

I enjoyed the portrayal of Marie Curie as a woman of action, smashing my stereotype of famous scientists as lab-bound people in glasses holding flasks up to strip lights. The palpable tension of Lucy’s choice whether to kill a young soldier is also a high point for this episode. 

I do have one final bone to pick with my favourite screenwriters here, though. 

Lucy at one point has the line: “I’d stay in 1918 forever...”

This is categorically untrue. Time machine or no  time machine. The maximum amount Lucy could stay in 1918 is one year, which is (as far as I know) exactly how long 1918 lasted. If 1918 is still happening, we should really do something about that.  Whoever offered Lucy that job at a university teaching history really should have made sure she knew how time passes before doing so. 

Other than this minor complaint, this episode left me primed and ready for more Timeless - ROLL ON EPISODE TWO!