#ieft

[cecoeur]

Daniel Ricciardo flirting with his race engineer... Likely place for him to be.

[ohimsummer]

delayed writing on this geto post for the last 3hrs bc I was supposed to be checking one of those smut thesaurus posts I reblogged and ended up looking at mob psycho and one punch man fanart

[thedevilsrain]

checked my dad's leftist friend's instagram lmao. me in 30 years

[weldnas]

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[martieshub]

Having her head so close to him the scent of her hair engulfed his nostrils. If they could stay like this for a while he'd be pretty content. One of his hands went up like they were gonna cup her face and played with a strand of her hair. An eye roll came after the surfer comment, ❛ Go easy on them babe. ❜

❛I do trust you. ❜ His voice whispered, thick with stubbornness. He wasn't going to lose her to this. Protocol be screwed if it came down to it. ❛ I understand that you can take care of yourself and I am all for it but I will not leave you behind. I will not sacrifice you for some mission. I don't leave people behind. We get out together or not at all. ❜ His voice unwavering as he wanted to make sure she understood he was also serious. ❛ We both have people who'd need us to come home. I won't be letting them down in not bringing you home also. We're a partnership. I know some people are fine sacrificing each other to get ahead but I'm not one of them. I'll always pick us over them. ❜ He wasn't sure how she done things before they'd met but she wasn't gonna get disappointed by him.

Making that promise he sighed heavily through his nose and looked at her. Hands making circles on her cuticles. ❛ I promise I'll be focused on the task while we are both doing our thing but I will still keep you in mind while business is being handled. ❜ As a compromise that was the best he could offer. She was coming home with him. He did love to get a rise out of her but in this moment he was completely serious and not playing around.

❛ Boss, we're here.❜ He heard from over his left shoulder and nodded to let him know he heard. He had yet to let go of her hand and didn't make a move to get up. Instead he leaned forward a bit and got the small necklace out of his back pocket. He chuckled knowing how he ended up getting this thing. ❛Turn please? Can't have you walk out there not wearing the very thing that got my ass thrown in jail for.❜ as far as diamonds went this wasn't too flashy which was why Lennox got it. It had the right sparkle for his wife. ❛ Get out there and kick some major ass baby. ❜ kissing her forehead he gave her a smile, the last she'd see from him in a while. ❛ As a request from Lennox, if you see Elenor, could you kick her ass for me. ❜ a small laugh escaped him as he threw one last silly comment to bring back a playful atmosphere with them.

His hardened features went back up again as he half turned and his voice took on the normal indention of Lennox. ❛Call Navarro. She should be staying at the Palms. Tell her I'm looking for the special and make sure my wife gets that spa booking. ❜ Finally letting go of her hand he gave a longing look almost like silently asking her if she was still good. She could pull out and he wouldn't get mad at her.

It was a little maddening how quickly he switched back to his persona. Almost like he had left the room and a twin had replaced him. Slipping on his ring he hummed as it shined and his three bracelets were visible now that he'd lost his jacket. Behind him a shake of a whiskey bottle was heard as it was about a minute to getting dunked on him. Lennox was a known whiskey lover and if anything it gave him the credibility to being one who hid in holes until it was safe.

She wanted to say that she could take care of herself, she hadn't made it this far without being able to. The words died as his hand came up and swept the hair from her face, giving her a clear view of his face and that dimple. She had found it so adorable the first time she saw it, almost childlike Now something in her wanted to close the space between them again and kiss it. Why was she thinking like this?

It was just the headspace she needed to be in to make this convincing, she kept repeating to herself. Something that was becoming harder and harder to convince herself of with the word of endearment that came from his lips. With the tender way that his hand was hers. It was all too soft, too caring. It's acting. Her mind yelled at her and she needed to get her head in the game. You've done this a million times before this isn't any different. It yelled.

But it was. Deep down somewhere she knew it was. Something she'd have to think about later.

As she rested her head on his shoulder, she couldn't help but ponder the question posed before her. Other questions were swirling through her head in response. Would she be able to pull this off? Would she be able to keep him safe? Would she have to reveal something about her old life? Would it mean her having to run again? Would Jennifer be there? ❝It is beautiful isn't it,❞ she teased. ❝If it's messy it's your fault. I'm just thinking,❞  If I told you would you turn me in? ❝About watching some beautiful surfers while gossiping with these women. It sounds like a great time. Greatest thing I've ever been paid to do. ❞ 

Knowing that they would be there soon, Elizabeth felt the need to reiterate it. ❝Wal's, I will follow your lead on this. I also need you to trust that I know what I am doing. But,❞  She took both his hands into hers and lifted her head up so she was looking at him again. Her amber eyes were dark and serious, her mind just racing with thoughts of watching him run around with his nieces and nephews at Easter. The happiness in all of them and him. ❝ the one thing I will not do is put your life in danger. I will not have you and your family go through you being hurt again. I know my way around these things and I need you to promise me one thing. If it comes to you having to leave without me, do it. If I become a pawn that needs to be sacrificed, do it. You do not have to worry about me. I've always found my way out of things and will continue to do so. It's a world I grew up in and will be able to find my way out when I need to. You have a family that cares for you and worries about you, and I want you to go back to them in one piece. ❞ One of her hands came up and cupped his cheek, part of it wanting to feel the scruff of his against her hand again and also making it so he could see she was serious. ❝ I will not get off this plane unless you promise me that. Promise me that you will not worry about me while we're here, you will remain focused on staying safe, completing your task, and getting home to your family. ❞ 

[boyfrillish]

Actually I have a very vague memory that I used to have “sunshine girl” / “sunshine boy” as tags for specific favourite characters way back in the day and. the moment I remembered that I went “what if I revive sunshine boy tag and use it for both Hop and Victor who’s gonna stop me huh”

[papikyoo]

TS4 screenshots again... I'm cringe but I'm free. This is like a sitcom to me, it's so random yet so canon and these screenshots happen when I Ieft them to their own devices. It's very funny that they interact with each other the same way the manga is.

[parakeet]

Bought a little chicken run plush at the car boot sale and the woman I bought it from was like oh yeah Fowler was my dad and I was like haha but as Ieft I had that thought that like. 60y old women don’t usually say fictional characters are their dads. And we are in Scotland. So like? Did I just buy a chicken run plush from someone who’s dad was fowlers literal VA? Wild if so. Could go either way

[vesper-leroy]

Till the Last Goodbye

It started with stolen pencils

Glances held their hidden meaning

Lost in the melody, with nowhere to go

When did it escalate out of our control?

Under the burning night sky

Like a thief I stole our chance

A traitor that let go of your hand

Wished these memories stayed buried in time

But they keep playing on loop in my mind.

You should've taken the chance and ran away

But you still turned back for me

Even when I Ieft you first

Kept holding my hand even as it hurts

Under the burning night sky

Like a thief I stole our chance

A traitor that let go of your hand

Wished these memories stayed buried in time

But they keep playing on loop in my mind

Standing on this Stage, side by side

Where the echoes of us still remain

You loved me enough to throw the game

But now it's you that slipped away,

Leaving me alone in this endless rain.

Under the burning night sky

Like a thief I stole our chance

A traitor that let go of your hand

Wished these memories stayed buried in time

But they keep playing on loop in my mind

Still haunted by moments long gone

Some things can't be changed or undone

Echos of regret bloom and claw deep

Raging at the sacrifice made

What does this make us now?

[fountainpenguin]

Watched Scott's and Scar's Secret Life Ep 2. POVs, cracking up specifically at:

Scott inviting Impulse and Gem to set their spawn in his bed... He does give them their own beds later, though I'm not sure they'll set their spawn there, but it made me think that a triple kill would have sent them all crashing down on that one bed and it's funny to me. I better see snuggle 'fics come out of this /lh

Scott really did make some pretty pink farms. Impulse is being a good sport even though it's not his aesthetic, ha ha

"I just came over here to see what was happening and Ieft with a g'apple! I'm having a great time!"

5-star review for the saloon

Scott and Bdubs catching up like fast friends and getting excited when they found out their secret tasks were "Start conversations and leave them without saying anything" and "Tell a boring story to get someone to leave in the middle."

"You just punched a man who's not even logged in!"

Scar walking out on Tango and Skizz while they flirt with him is way funnier in Scar's POV because he just straight-up jump cuts because he was oblivious and didn't care.

Then later he comes trotting back because "Skizz and Tango want to show me something that apparently they tried to show me while I was over there and I just wandered off aimlessly?"

Skizz: "We don't want to be your alliance... We want to be your family! This just hurts!"

Scar: "I'm just reluctant to make full-on commitments!"

I enjoy the mental image of Grian and Scar both trying to give each other golden apples in exchange for hearts and then being confused. Basically "Wait, you want ME to be the vulnerable and open one here? Absolutely not." Love that for them.

Grian: "I'm not gifting you the heart. I'm saving it for someone special."

Grian, still complaining about hearts: "It doesn't cost you anything!"

Grian after receiving a heart from Scar: "I already gave away the cactus." / Scar, about .5 seconds from losing his entire mind: "..."

I appreciate how Scar's idea of torture is that he's specifically going to become a courthouse judge and sentence people to be thrown on a cactus considering how. yknow. His 3rd Life permadeath.

Martyn, charging towards Scar only to skid to a halt and back away muttering to himself, "Is my math good or bad?" in reference to Cleo yelling at him that he was "bad at math" when he killed them both in Double Life by punching her off a cliff <3

[cyberdragoninfinity]

Hello! I hope you have a great day, and that I'm not bothering you! But, I was wondering, How would Lyman Banner fit into the college AU? And In general, What do you think of him?

Aw, thanks!!! I hope you have a good day too :^) It's never a bother to chatter about my many AUs, hehehehe

Professor Banner is a bit of a weird case in College AU (i guess to be fair he's a weird case in canon too lol); he WAS Jaden's academic advisor for his freshman and sophomore year, and they had a sort of odd friendship; Jaden even got to catsit Pharaoh a couple times (based off my true life experience of my old roommate who once dogsat our art history professor's shelties.) But then like midway into Jaden's junior year Banner fucking DIED unexpectedly, and now the effects of his presence still linger around Jaden like a ghost. Her and ended up leaving Jay a bunch of academic books on alchemy and art that are still sitting somewhere in his bedroom (Yubel likes thumbing through them.) He also got the cat :) (Though Jaden's been a bit dodgy about whether or not he was Ieft Pharaoh in some sort of will along with the books, of if he just stole Pharaoh so he wouldn't get surrendered to the pound. Either way!)

Lyman Banner is like.... for me he's one of those yugioh characters that for whatever reason doesn't quite scratch my brain the way most others do, but I DO think he's got some fun stuff going on with him. Amnael is cool, I like his design elements more in that state, and in general Banner's just such an Absolute Fucking Bonkers Character i have to respect it. Like you get hit the Yugioh Homunculus lore and then you just keep getting kicked in the head with more insane details about him. He talks like a catboy. He really straight up died and his cat ate his ghost and now he haunts a teenager and that's just part of Jaden's life now I guess??!??!?! I wish he didnt Sound Like That in the dub. "Lyman" is one of the most yugioh dub name choices of all time. He needs to lose his teaching license real real bad.

I've never actually drawn him before! So this was a nice chance to take a crack at him since now I'm thinkin about him :^) He has what I like to call "Dartz bangs" which is one of my favorite ygo character design traits, so that's a treat to draw <3

[eparchclass]

3000skipic / Anantskipic [Ieft] — Gender related to, or best described by, SCP-3000, aka "Anantashesha"

SCP-3000 kin [right] — A flag for someone who kins SCP-3000, aka "Anantashesha"

Requested by @thestarryeyedlovers

Kin flag is based on @/rabidbatboy's SCP kin flag [link] — Tagging @radiomogai and @kin-flags

[ilex-opacus]

Going insane and thinking about an Anya fansong where she's in the Zone w Yura and co. and all the lines from Punch It, Punk! you could repurpose/alter for it... (Extracts from notes app ft my not very good lyricism)

When you're pressed underneath the weight of a tragedy, a terrible woe, a spine-crushing blow

The air is so thick that it's hard to breathe normally, a cerulean glow proliferates slow

The boring life Ieft in the dust the ammo consumed entirely by rust

Hands joined in prayer sing "in her we trust"

Until the sky comes caving in on us

Like I said we're gonna do great things - if I'd known what that entailed, you still couldn't have stopped me

There's no way you're gonna go without me

And now you're asking "do you want to run away?"

My will is bound and clad in heavy iron chains

All that has brought me here becomes a solid weight

I want to say "okay" but the dawn is waiting baiting me to break

[justagingerwithredhair]

The Blue Moon Ball: Dusk

My name is Seros, and I am a scholar of many magics, primarily specializing in divination and ice elements. Recently, I was invited the Blue Moon Ball, and I am greatly looking forward to meeting my fellow casters for a night of whimsical festivities!

When I had been invited, I was honestly awestruck. I, admittedly, haven't made much impact on the wizard island. I become so invested in my studies that I had unintentionally turned into a hermit, so the fact I not only been acknowledged but cordially invited to such an occasion had my heart racing. I made some hasty preparations and set off.

Taking to the skies on my palisman, I flew to the venue. My mind raced with excited yet anxious thoughts. Am I overdressed? Am I underdressed? Who else would be there? Will there be food? Will I have to dance? What if I make a mockery of myself. What if I make some new friends? Who is this mysterious host? Wait, had I just accepted an invite from a total stranger who inexplicably knows my name AND address but chose to journey and meet them in a location I am wholly unfamiliar with despite all of these glaring red flags? Gods above, I may as well have thrown myself into the back of an unmarked carriage because I was promised free familiars.

No. Nevemind these intrusive thoughts. In the meantime, the setting sun and fresh breath of night air will quell my nerves. How long has it been since Ieft my frozen coast? Perhaps this night out is just what I needed. And look, more casters are flying in the same direction as I! That's a relief.

I landed as twilight was setting in. I take a deep breath, and join the crowd headed inside.

(My drawing is just a temporary reference for now. I'm trying to make something prettier. I am aware it's not perfect)

[noodyl-blasstal]

Review-tribution - Best Served Cold Chapter 6

Day 6 of @tazsapphicweek so it's time for chapter 6 of Best Served Cold!

Read below or on Ao3. Missed the start? Here's ch 1, ch 2, ch 3, ch 4, and ch 5.

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Sloane leaves Davenport a message, she’s very concerned about a company trading under the name she has trademarked. Hopefully he can help her sort out the confusion when he’s back from his voyage.

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Raven doesn’t check her phone until the morning after their date. She’s alternately furious and delighted to see what they found. Thank goodness for friends, she could never have proved this on her own. It’s too early to tell Istus yet, they need some more evidence behind them, but they’ll get them. They can’t be allowed to get away with this. They won’t be allowed to get away with this.

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It doesn’t take long to swap out the QR codes. Hurley and Sloane easily dupe and switch out the posters.

It turns out that one of the benefits of owning your own website is being able to delete the negative reviews.

It turns out that when ‘you’ direct everyone to a different website which you’re not in control of, your 5 stars perfect rating (from names which, on a quick cross examination by Hurley, largely match the ones on the complaint emails) drops quite dramatically.

Worst customer service I have ever experienced If I could give this place 0 stars I would. The owners were so rude and the portions are tiny.

Weird texture Everything is just so powdery? For the price they charged me I expected more. I won’t be going back.

Do they even want customers there? I have never been so aggressively negged by staff members before. I called my therapist when Ieft.

They wouldn’t let me take anything branded The staff said that they didn’t want their brand to be associated with me and wouldn’t let me have any of the cups with the logo on. It wasn’t even that nice! If they don’t want to be associated with me then I certainly won’t be back.

Hurley approves all of the new reviews. There’s a carousel of terrible feedback on the main page now, she set it to cycle through the comments. She’s sure that there’ll be an influx of good ones once they realise, but they don’t seem to have yet.

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“Hey, Raven! Look.” Hurley turns her phone round, delighted smile on her face.

“Hang on, let me get my glasses.” Raven is so glad she finally caved and got a chain for them, no more forgetting where she last put them down... Well, she’s so glad Istus found one that was tiny bones and ravens and therefore was too good not to use. “What am I looking at?”

“Facebook.” Hurley says, like that will mean something to her.

Raven looks blankly back at her in the hope she’ll explain.

Hurley doesn’t even roll her eyes, which Raven appreciates. “It’s The Good Lick Store’s Facebook page. They made one when they realised… somebody…” Hurley looks side to side shiftily… “had made another website and they must have figured that whoever it was would also nab their Facebook page if they didn’t set it up. People are leaving reviews. Lots of them. They can’t delete them on there either!”

“These are bad.” Raven says, scrolling slowly through the list of complaints about quality and customer service. She’s smug to see how many people recommend going to Happy Scoops instead.

“They’re really bad.” Hurley confirms.

Raven loves to hear the joy in her voice. The last few weeks have been a stew of tension and worry, it’s nice to feel like the tide is turning. Hurley’s joy bubbles over into a laugh and soon Raven joins her, it’s irresistible.

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Sloane snuggles into her side as Hurley presses send on the email.

“And you’re sure that’ll be anonymous?” She asks.

“Absolutely.” Hurley says. “All of the evidence, but no way of knowing where it came from.” She doesn’t bother trying to keep the smug tone out of her voice. They all deserve a win, and the management company deserves to know the truth about who has been ‘complaining’ about Happy Scoops.

It doesn’t hurt to add screenshots of the reviews, but that’s just for her own gratification.

Sloane plants a kiss on her shoulder. “You’re a brain genius and I love you.”

Hurley closes the laptop and pulls Sloane into her lap. “I love you too.”

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“Istus! I’m so sorry, I heard what happened.” Cherity looks genuinely bereft.

“Thank you so much for your kind thoughts, Charity, but I’m afraid I don’t quite follow?” Istus hands over Cherity’s usual cone.

“You know, dear, the…” Cherity looks to the side furtively and whispers “... the fro yo people.”

“Oh, well, you know, there’s plenty of space for two businesses.” Istus tries to smile as brightly as she usually would. There’s no need to trouble customers with this, no matter how friendly they are.

“No no, what they did. We know it was them who cancelled the events. Ziad told us in the group thread.”

“The what, sorry?” Istus stares blankly.

“They posted something on the wrong Facebook account, and Ziad took a picture and sent it, and then Mustafa told us about how confused you were about the cancellations and we put it together. May the gods have mercy on their souls, but we certainly haven’t in the comments. Anyway, goodbye dear, I’ve got to pick up Mercy from play group, but we’re with you!” Cherity drops her bombshell and leaves.

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“Raven?” Istus asks. “Do you know how to make Facebook happen?” She shuffles the sparkly, cloud shaped mouse of their elderly computer again to see if that can speed up the ever spinning wheel on the screen.

Raven creases her brow as she looks up from the book she’s reading. “Is this a test, beloved? Do you think I’m some kind of replicant?”

Istus takes a deep breath so she doesn’t accidentally sound terse. It is definitely an out of character request, but she needs to work out what’s going on. “No. I just need to get on. Cherity said something odd today and I just want to check what she meant.”

“It’s definitely a website. You have to type in the bar at the top for those.” Raven says, letting her glasses fall on the chain and pushing herself out of the seat. Istus has long since stopped teasing her about the grumbling noises when she does it (since she started doing them too, in fact).

The computer finally chugs to life and lets Istus click on the kind swooshy fox that takes her to the internet (Kravitz let her pick her favourite one, and the fox was much more fun than the coloured ball). “This one?”

“I think that’s the google bar which is different. But try putting facebook in there anyway?” Raven leans down, uncertain, one hand on the back of Istus’ chair, and squints at the screen.

Istus types ‘Facebook’ into the bar and waits.

“Do you think we should get a faster one?” Raven asks as they both watch the spinny wheel on the screen.

“Maybe we can ask the boys?” Istus muses, leaning back to rest against Raven as the computer screen goes black and then starts to load the next page.

Raven rubs her chin against the top of Istus’ head, and Istus smiles up at her despite the fact that Raven can’t see. It’s easy to send up a thought of gratitude for this moment. Istus spends a lot of time thinking about the future, it’s a good thing, it’s why her business has lasted so long, it’s why they have the house, it’s how they can afford to retire if they ever get round to it. But sometimes, sometimes it’s important to stay in the here and now, and being here with her wife is a wonderful now to stay in.

“There we go.” Raven points at the screen. “You need to log in.”

“Huh… where’s the little book got to?” Istus cracks the desk drawer.

“I’ll tell Kravitz on you.” Raven’s smile is evident in her voice.

“You wouldn’t!” Istus plays along as she shuffles papers aside. “My love, how could you betray me like this?”

“But if you write your passwords down then everyone can steal them.”

“I don’t have anything to steal in the computer.” Istus finds the little book rammed right at the book. “Anyway, Taako gave me the book because he was sick of us calling to get them to do the reset thing.”

“A wise man.” Raven nods.

“Shall we use yours?” Istus is fairly sure hers doesn’t work anymore after the time she kept mixing up the order of the numbers and exclamation marks Kraitz said she needed.

“Go on then.” Raven reads her the details and Istus types. It’s a well practised routine.

“I’m in!”

“What are you looking for now?” Raven leans back down to peer with her.

“Well, Cherity said that The Good Lick Store posted something strange in the wrong place.” Istus types the shop’s name into the search bar, proud not to have to ask this time.

Their name pops up next to their logo - Istus has begun to think it more garish than fun as time goes on… though that may be more to do with the shop’s owners than anything else.

“I don’t see anything.” Istus says.

“Try scrolling down?” Raven suggests.

Istus moves the mouse down, nothing happens.

“I think you use the wheely bit.” Raven points.

Istus tries again and the page shoots by until there’s a blank spot and the loading wheel comes up again.

“Maybe try a tad slower?”

Istus moves the wheel gingerly the opposite way and Raven fully drapes herself over Istus’ shoulders.

“Hmmm, maybe they deleted it.” Istus shrugs. “Nevermind.”

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“How many fish?” Carey asks Killian

“Not that many.” Killian smiles the smile of someone who has hidden an amount of fish very north of not that many in a frozen yoghurt shop.

Carey smirks and nods. “...and I assume you’ll need a shower, you know, because of the not very many fish juice.” She wiggles her eyebrows.

“You can’t talk about fish juice and seduce me!” Killian groans and pretends to push her away, pulling her closer instead.

“Can’t I?” Carey grins happily as Killian groans.

“It’s you, not the fish juice.” Killian scoops Carey into her arms.

“To the bathroom!” Carey points the way.

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Sloane smiles, grimly satisfied with her work. She slips away into the shadows.

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“It’s just terrible, what happened to the sign.” Carey says.

“So awful.” Killian nods.

“Sadly there’s no leads on who was responsible.” Hurley shakes her head. “I’ve been trying to figure it out all morning, but there’s simply no evidence.”

“Such a shame to see mindless vandalism like that.” Sloane shakes her head. “What is the world coming to?”

Raven barks a laugh and tries to quickly cover it with a cough. “Mmhmm, terrible.”

“It is a little bit funny.” Istus says, primly. “Such a shame those letters were in the sign in that order.”

Raven looks up surprised.

“Of course, no one here would have stooped so low.” Istus narrows her eyes at them all in turn. “But hopefully they can repair it easily enough…” There’s a long pause and Istus adds in a stage whisper. “Did any of you get a photograph?”

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It takes three days before the sign is repaired. Raven makes sure to pass by at least once on each and every one of them. Partly to glare at the twins through the window and partly to enjoy the sight of the queues dwindling. The sourness on the faces of the hosts increases with each visit.

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Raven’s busy scarfing down a sandwich between appointments when her phone ba-bings, then pings again, and again.

Istus’ Army Hurley: Quick! Everyone! It’s happening Hurley: Check this out!

The link she sends next takes Raven to a statement.

We are a group of concerned locals and we’re calling for a boycott of The Good Lick Store. They have been sabotaging other businesses (see screenshots attached). They created a fake profile to reduce other business’ revenue and, in the process, took away a community lifeline. They selfishly put profit in front of people. We’re not going to stand for it, and you shouldn’t either. Don’t let yourselves be used to harm the businesses who are there for our community!

Underneath sit three screenshots of posts from The Good Lick Store’s new Facebook page, clearly written as if they were Happy Scoops (cancelling yet more events).

“Incredible.” Raven laughs to herself as other messages begin to pop up.

Sloane: YES! Killian: Take that, dick store! Killian: Carey says “wahoo with three exclamation marks at least” Raven: Good job Hurley Hurley: Not guilty! It wasn’t me. Raven: Then… who? Carey: Yeah, who’s our saviour? Hurley: Customers Hurley: I messaged the page after I saw the post, it turns out it’s people who come to the events, they’re furious. Raven: OH. Istus did say that Cherity mentioned something about Facebook. We couldn’t find anything though. Hurley: They’re obviously angry about being lied to, but coming after Istus? It’s never going to be good PR Hurley: Wait, Raven, you went on Facebook????? Killian: Are you reading the comments? Please read the comments Hurley: Incredible Killian: I think it has broken Carey, she just keeps snort laughing. Raven: How do I get there? Hurley: Hang on.

A screenshot pops up in the chat.

Francisco ‘A boycott won’t be hard, the ice cream’s shit anyway.’ The Good Lick Store ‘It’s not ice cream, it’s frozen yoghurt.’ Francisco ‘Sorry, my bad. It won’t be hard, the frozen yoghurt is shit anyway.’

Raven: You’re not supposed to argue with people on the internet, Kravitz said. Hurley: Kravitz is very very right. Sloane: I’ve gone on a deep dive. Did you see their statement? Hurley: Share with the class?

A screenshot quickly follows. The Good Lick Store believes in quality, belives in luxury, believes in pursuing your dream. Our dream is to bring you sophisticated flavours, challenging topping combinations, and real-world business practices. We believe in our product and we believe in challenging our competition. In business there’s always a winner.

Sloane: But wait for this

Another screenshot of the first comment. Aoife: ‘Well the winner’s not you, is it?”

Sloane: Do you think they’re feeling good about their life choices? Hurley: Snrk Carey: Get’em! Raven: Has anyone showed Istus yet? Killian: No! Don’t! She’ll feel bad for them. Hurley: They don’t deserve cheer-up cake Sloane: Or restorative cookies Raven: You make a good point

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