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shrimplymoray · 1 year ago

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HEHEHE HI TENA <333 If it’s okay, i wanna request RiddleNene / Needle fluff !!! either headcanon or fanfic is up to you~

something wholesome between the two, could be a private tea party for the two of them or a rose maze date !!!

HI BESTIEEE!!!

I was just waiting for u to see that my requests were open for ya to burst with Needle or EpelPan >:))

Hope u enjoy the cuties!

Cw: tooth rotting fluffiness!

Riddle Rosehearts x Nene Damseletta - Tea for Two

It wasn't unusual to see the Prefect of Ramshackle dorm, Miss Nene, walking together with the Housewarden of Heartslabyul, Mr. Rosehearts. At first, it was purely for duties. Much like Jamil with Kalim, or Sebek and Silver with Malleus, Riddle was assigned to protect Nene during her stay at Night Raven College, considering she IS a girl in an all boys school besides being a magicless human.

He didn't really intend on getting attached, he had far more important matters to take in his hands after all, but something in the way Nene clinged on his arm when students were arguing, or the way she smiled so softly when invited for an unbirthday party... Riddle couldn't tell what this bubbly feeling in his stomach was, or why Cater seemed to tease him so much when he would lose his words around her.

It took long hours of research on behavior, and maybe some comments and advice from Trey and Cater, for him to realize that he actually, really, just fell for her. His strictness was compared to that of the Queen of Hearts between Heartslabyul students, but he noticed how Nene's sweetness and understanding for him resembled so much the King of Hearts.

But he didn't have the time for romance! He is a Housewarden, he has many, many duties to fulfill! His studies, club activities, Housewarden duties, study sessions with Cater, Ace and Deuce to make sure the Heartslabyul reputation stays in check...

But two certain Juniors and certain Cat-like monster decided to take matters into their own hands.

Nene arrived in the Maze of Roses, as asked by Cater, to take some 'cammable pics for his Magicam account, since from what he told her "they were looking super adorbs with his new hair accessories he got online". She didn't expect to find Riddle sitting calmly at a tea table, drinking his tea.

"Riddle...?"

That seemed to put the crimson haired boy on edge. He looked confused at the Prefect. Just what was she doing here? Oh wait... Riddle sighed, pinching his nose bridge.

"I should've known Grim didn't want to have an emergency study session for exams..."

They both stood there awkwardly, before Riddle stood up and politely took the chair in front of his.

"Since I already cleaned my schedule, we might as well enjoy a bit of tea together, shall we not?"

"O-oh! Sure." Nene fidgeted with her pigtails while sitting at the chair. She couldn't help but blush at Riddle's Rosy cheeks, which she assumed were from frustration, but nonetheless cute.

They took their time making small talk, although a bit awkwardly and never really looking into eachothers eyes, while drinking their tea. As time passed, magical little lights appeared around them, none really sure of what they were, until Riddle noticed Cater hiding in a bush, controlling said lights with his magic pen. Oh that cheeky little-

"Riddle? I... If you don't mind, uhm... Could I... Tell you something?"

"You are always welcome to tell me anything, I thought I have told you so."

"I-I know! It's... It's just that... Uhm..." The girl took her hands out of her mug, and took both of Riddle's in them. Riddle instinctively flushed a bright red, almost as red as his hair. " It's just that I really, really, really enjoy being around you! Like... More than normal? And I... I know, I'm just some random girl you have to take care of but... But I really like you. Truly. I have told Grim about it but he kept only teasing me and making me embarrassed... But he said something that was true. I need to take my chance before someone else takes theirs, so... Yeah..."

Nene's hands were shaking. Her face down and pure red, while her eyes stay tightly shut. She didn't knew what the outcome was going to be, but at least she opened up. That's progress... Right?

"Nene... I... Aham. As the Housewarden of the Heartslabyul dorm, I must say that I applaud your courage for confessing such deep feelings. But as Riddle Rosehearts... I must say that... That your feelings are not being taken lightly. It is against the rules of the Queen of Hearts to lie in front of the royalty, and... If everyone thinks I'm the Queen of Hearts of this dorm, then... I believe you are my King of Hearts. Always by my side, always accepting of my words, always trusting your ever being in me."

"your... King of Hearts?"

"I-I mean, if you so accept to be, it would feel like an honour for... For you to... Be my king?"

Nene, with a burst of unusual confidence, nodded furiously her head.

"Yes! I accept it and- huh? Where did the fireflies go?"

Both looked to a certain bush shaking, and a bit of whispered shouts coming from it.

"excuse me one second, my king."

Riddle made his way to the bushes and spread them apart to reveal 4 certain Heartslabyul students all around each other

"Heyy, Housewarden! Uhm... So-"

"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!"

Hope you enjoyed this Eri!! I love them so much omg... Next u better request Treynene/j

Have a great day/night!

#twisted wonderland fanfic #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #riddle rosehearts #riddle x oc #riddle x nene #erimelodii #thanks for the request!

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obsidianphotog · 8 months ago

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I hiked Amanda's trail recently and wanted to share the history of the trail. I think it is a good lesson/reminder on why we have reservations for the native peoples in the US and part of the history behind creating the reservations. (Image text below cut)

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Amanda's Trail of Sorrow

Indians ran away from the Coast Reservation on a regular basis, longing for their home and fleeing starvation and abuse by Indian Agents. The military was called upon to round up these run-away Indians and return them to the reservation. Lieutenant Louis Herzer of Company D, Fourth California Infantry, led a detachment to Coos Bay in the spring of 1864 to retrieve runaways.

Sub-Agent Amos Harvey accompanied the Lieutenant and his men in order to "arrest the Indians" that for a long time had been "infesting the settlement of Coos Bay." Stealth was a required element for successfully catching their "game- squaws, bucks, and half breeds born out of wedlock.'

Corporal Royal Bensell was on that mission. He kept a detailed journal relating the story of Amanda De-Cuys, a blind Coos woman living with a white settler. Excerpts from his journal tell a compelling story.

May 1, 1864

Up Coos River 25 miles to-day after some Indians. Find at the head of tide water a small ranch owned by one De-Cuys. He had a pretty little girl, some 8 years old. We got two Squaws and a Buck. After getting in the boat I was surprised to hear one of the Squaws (old and blind) ask me, "Nika ika nanage nika tenas Julia [Let me see my little Julia]." I complied with this parental demand and was shocked to see this little girl throw her arms about old Amanda De-Cuys neck and cry "clihime Ma Ma [dear mama]." De-Cuys refused to marry Amanda, which would have saved her from internment. He promised Bensell to school Julia.

May 3, 1864

We have taken among the rest several infirm Squaws which the Agent proposes leaving behind to die because he says, "it will cost so far to transportation." Lieutenant Herzer informed the Agent if the Squaws were left he [Herzer] would report him.

[Painting of a Native elder and a younger adult walking with two male soldiers on the coastline towards and soldier on horseback as two other native people, one with a child, lie in the sand.]

May 5, 1864

Lower Umpqua Artist Pam Stoehsler's portrayal of Amanda and other Indians being forcibly marched back to the sub-reservation north of Yachats

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Break camp and strike directly across the sand hills. One Squaw, (Polly) carries all her "icktus [belongings]" and two children. Harvey furnishes one horse when we need four. This horse packs t[w]o old Squaws. By 4 o'clock the advance reached Winchester Bay and from that time 'till dark they came in by twos & threes, the rear guard bringing in Old Fatty and Amanda.

May 7, 1864

Only made ten miles today. The whole days travel reminded me of a funeral procession, so slow and solemn did we go. First one old "Lama [old woman]" would curl up in the sand, then another, then a general halt, during which the mothers would suckle their children.... Finally out of patience, I would cry "Hyac, clatwa [hurry, go]." It generally took twenty minutes to get started. Some of the Guard, more irritable than me, swore terrifically.

May 10, 1864

This coast along our route today seems volcanic, rough ragged, burnt rock, here and there a light rock which I called pumice-stone. Amanda, who is blind, tore her feet horribly over these ragged rock, leaving blood sufficient to track her by. One of the Boys led her around the dangerous places. I cursed Indian Agents generally, Harvey particularly. By 12 we reached the Agency. The great gate swung open, and I counted the Indians as they filed in, turned them over to the Agent, and, God Knows, we all left relieved.

During the first twelve years of the fifteen years of the Alsea Sub- Agency's existence half of the native population died of starvation, exposure, disease, and abuse. The Alsea Sub- Agency was closed in 1875.

No further information is known about Amanda or if she ever was able to be with her daughter, Julia, again.

[Inserted image of carved Amanda statue, with beads and adornments.]

FOR MORE INFORMATION: www.yachatstrails.org

The first statue at the grotto was washed away in a landslide. The current statue, created at the same time by artist Sy Meadow, was generously donated

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Broken Promises; Forced Internment

The story of Amanda is part of a larger saga of stolen lands, broken promises, inhumane treatment, and forced internment under severe conditions.

In 1855 Central and Southern Oregon Coast tribes signed a treaty ceding their lands in exchange for what they thought would be a peaceful life on a reservation if the treaty was ratified.

In April of 1855, General Joel Palmer, superintendent of Indian affairs for the Oregon Territory, wrote a letter urging the creation of a reservation on the coast of the Oregon Territory to inter Native Americans. In November of 1855 President Franklin Pierce created, by executive order, the Coast Reservation. The new reservation was 1.1 million acres bounded by Siltcoos in the south, Cape Lookout in the north, and the Pacific Ocean to a ridge 20 miles to the east. This rugged land was considered of no value to settlers.

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Original Coast Reservation

Pacific Ocean

Legend Blue Outliner Original Coast Reservation Red Lines: Highways

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[Inserted image showing native Alsea people near the water, with canoes, baskets, bags, and carrying items towards canoes]

Alsea Indians on Alsea Bay

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Three agencies were created to manage the Indians who were held there: the Siletz and Grand Ronde agencies (1856) in the north and the Alsea Sub-Agency (1859) in the south located in present-day Yachats near the Adobe Resort. The reservations prevented the Indians from re-establishing their villages on that land.

Coos and Lower Umpqua Tribes were forcibly marched to the Alsea Sub-agency in 1860, and the Alsea Tribe from the immediate north was forced from their homeland in 1865 when the reservation land was cut in half to allow for non- Indian homesteading.

The treaty was never ratified by Congress, which meant that the lands were never legally ceded, and funds for supplies and resources promised for this displaced population were not appropriated. Genocidal policies* were carried out resulting in the death of many from the imposed harsh treatment and conditions. Since the tribes were denied the weapons needed to hunt, they were forced to survive by farming the wind-swept salty coastal environment. Crops failed, and tribal members starved.

[Inserted images showing a middle aged Coos woman named Lottie Evanoff from the early 20th century and an unknown Umpqua man from possibly the late 19th century:]

Lottie Evanoff (1), Coos, born in 1868; Umpqua man's reservation photo (r)

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In 1872, tribal members were able to return to their more traditional hunting and gathering practices and successfully farm several miles up the Yachats River. When the U.S.

Government found that the Yachats area was fertile for farming, it violated federal law, forcibly removing tribal members to remaining, agencies. Many Coos and Lower Umpqua travelled south staying with their Siuslaw cousins or back to the Coos Bay area where they found their villages gone and became refugees in their own homeland.

*GENOCIDE: a coordinated plan of different actions aimed at the destruction of essential foundations of the life of national groups, with the aim of annihilating the groups themselves. The objectives of such a plan would be disintegration of the political and social institutions, of culture, language, national feelings, religion, and the economic existence of national groups, and the destruction of the personal security, liberty, health, dignity, and even the lives of the individuals belonging to such groups

THANK YOU TO: Confederated Tribes of Coos, Lower Umpqua, and Siuslaw Indians; Three Rivers Foundation; City of Yachats; View the Future; family and friends of Ben Christensen; Angell Job Corps

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The conservation group in charge of the private land around the trail:

#us history #oregon coast #nativeamericans #hikingculture #tw: abuse #tw: genocide #hiking #land back

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leonieanderson · 9 months ago

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After all I miss you in an unfinished kind of way- like a tale that knows no end- like rose buds yearn for that subtle light in the morning , when the heavens are parting-and the world is not yet busy seeking its own way.

From The way of longing by Leonie Anderson

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ikram1909 · 10 months ago

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I think Ter Stegen is a good goalkeeper, but I think the fact that he’s played so many years without any competition has affected his mentality. Beyond the horrific losses he’s had to face, there hasn't been a good enough back goalkeeper to make him think, “I’ve got to keep fit and not make any mistakes, or else I could lose my starting position.” I think he’s grown complacent over the years, and if Barça doesn’t want to sell him then they should at least get a better backup that actually might challenge Ter Stegen over Iñaki Peña. Yet another reason why they never should have sold Tenas.

His mentality is the worst thing about him, even worse than some of his performances. When everything goes to shit in game, it's very rare for him to step up and turn it around by saving us and giving the momentum back to us. He just crumbles with the rest of the team and they saw that and handed him the captain's armband 😒 we are in desperate need of a backup that could light some fire under because we really can't win shit if we can't even trust our goalkeeper

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foxgirl95 · 11 months ago

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Back Into the Fray CH.2: Killjoy

Chapter Description: No one said babysitting was this dangerous.

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Hangar three-five had become an unwilling home to Anai these past few days as she was stranded on this forsaken planet. At least she wasn’t alone though, the perks of being a pilot she supposed. As she returned to the main chamber with her new little companion in hand as the beeping of a droid could be heard behind some big empty oil drums. The young woman laughed, shaking her head lightly “Tena ja, sulatuka o!” She comfortably spoke in her native tongue now that the bounty hunters had left. The frustum head of a yellow, silver, and white astromech cautiously poked out “Stop hiding and come say hello to our new little friend here.” The young mechanic kneeled as the droid slowly rolled out of its hiding place letting the child down to stand. “Bachsu, this is R6-K5 we call him Racket.” She gestured to the droid while introducing him and hoping the little one would understand as she continued “He’s a very good friend of mine, we’ve been traveling together for a long time.” Racket beeped several times in greeting, his processor cycling through a series of warm colors. The young one giggled with glee clapping his little three-fingered hands, happy to meet another new friend.

“How cute.” Peli’s voice sounded from behind the small group now leaning over them “If you’re done with your touchy-feely moment we got work to do!” She grumbled as she pulled a pouch of tools over her shoulder “C’mon! Chop, chop, we don’t have much time until that bucket head comes back!” Anai couldn’t help but laugh as she watched her friend climb on board The Razorcrest “Even if we don’t finish in time, what’s he gonna do?” The younger mechanic replied as she peeled off her leather jacket tossing it to one of the pit droids “Fix it himself?” Peli’s cackling laughter echoed through the open hull shouting back “Yeah I’d love to see him try to repair this mess!”

The two women spent the rest of the day working on the many issues of the old ship. It was a wonder the damn thing hadn’t fallen apart mid-flight, luckily it had landed in the hangar with the best mechanics Mos Eisley had to offer. The work slowly came to a halt as the two suns began to set. Now near dark Anai sat atop the old ship as she just finished welding back together one of the engines. Very carefully the young woman began her descent but was unable to keep her footing upon the rungs of the ladder “Peli!” She called out “Turn on some kriffing lights before I fall off this hunk of junk!” The light of day fading more and more taking her sight with it. “Hold on, don't curse at me!” Peli yelled back holding the child on her hip as she flipped some switches bringing on the hangar lights “Sorry, the little womp-rat was getting into the tools” Anai climbed down the rest of the way, dropping to the ground as the dusty sand puffed up around her boots “It’s fine just…you know not being able to see freaks me out.”

“Right, the night blindness…” Peli sighed “You still haven’t fixed that visor of yours?” The pink haired mechanic shook her head disheartened “I’m close though, just need to figure out the wiring.” She sighed “Wish I would’ve thought to take it apart myself before it was smashed.”

Peli shook her head as well “Damn thieves.” She sneered before making her way to the living quarters “Still don’t know how they broke into my hangar and took off with your ship without anyone noticing.” The green-eyed woman followed behind wiping sweat from her forehead “Who knows.” She looked down as Racket rolled up next to her beeping in a disapproving way “Hey I wasn’t the one who nearly lost the hangar playing Sabacc with the shifty-looking bug.”

“I wasn’t losing!” The older woman called out, stepping into the bunk room and setting the child on one of the hard mattresses “I was just letting him build up confidence so that he’d add more to the pot” Anai nodded skeptically “Yeah sure and that handful of credits you got was worth it?” Peli picked up a pillow and threw it at her friend who only giggled in response as she dodged out of the way “Oh hush! I'm gonna get junior here something to eat.” She turned on her heels heading to a small kitchen area as Anai shook her head “I’m getting in the ‘fresher!” She called out grabbing some sleep clothes and treading over to a tiled room letting the door slide closed behind her.

After some time enjoying a sonic shower Anai stood in her pajamas using a washcloth to clean the makeup from her face. As she finished, she caught sight of herself in the mirror and sighed, she looked nothing like herself anymore after all these years in the outer rim. Her body had changed from the rougher lifestyle; her arms and legs in particular had gained more muscle simply from the amount of work she had to take to earn credits for herself and Racket. The rest of her though showed more of her age, she was at least thirty or just about to be by her calculations, her face now rounded and stomach no longer flat but a soft muffin top. It almost made her feel like a fool with her wavy chin-length hair dyed a bubblegum pink, even worse that her eyebrows were dyed the same. Peli had asked if she was going through a crisis of some sort of crisis when Anai had arrived only a few days earlier. What had she been thinking letting that uppity hairdresser talk her into it? Suddenly the refresher door opened, and the young woman spun around ready for a fight only to find no assailant but the cooing little green baby staring up at her curiously “Bachsu?” She let out a relieved sigh before bending down to scoop him up into her arms “Did you get some food in your little belly?” She lightly poked his bulging stomach, earning a cute little laugh. Looking up she spotted Peli fast asleep slumped over the edge of her bunk with an empty bowl hanging limply from her hand. Anai covered her mouth to keep from laughing “Poor Peli.” She placed the little one at the foot of her bunk as she rearranged the older woman into her mattress, taking the bowl, and pulling the shoes from her feet. After putting everything away she flicked some switches on the wall turning off the ceiling lights but keeping the low lights in the floor active for her own sake “Alright little one, time for bed.” She gathered the baby up in her arms again as she crawled onto her mattress laying him against her chest, Racket rolled up to the wall next to them putting himself in sleep mode. It took a short while as the tiny green boy fussed to fight against sleep but was soon lulled as his babysitter who lightly patted his back and hummed a calming tune. Before long Anai found herself cuddled up to the little heat pack into blissful sleep, completely unaware of the danger heading their way.

Hours later the mechanic awoke to the grumblings of the child as he pushed against her chest in an attempt to get up “Bachsu?” Anai called out to the little one “What’s wrong?” She sat up holding him close to her as he continued to whine, his ears cast down staring up at her with those big pleading eyes. The noise was enough to bring Racket out of sleep mode, coming to life and beeping curiously. The woman sighed using her free hand to rub her eyes of sleep “You’re hungry, aren’t you?” She watched the way his ears immediately perked up confirming her suspicions “Alright, let’s see if I can find you something.” Anai sighed stepping down from her bunk only to pull back a moment stunned at how cold the floor was before quickly tiptoeing past a still sleeping Peli into the kitchen. With the child in hand the mechanic rifled through some storage containers eventually coming across packets of powdered stew and bread “This’ll have to do.” She grabbed a small pot and bowl, setting them both and the little one on a counter as she prepared the meal, cooking the stew on a small burner and adding water to the bread making it rise instantly. Now done she pulled the bread apart and dipped a piece in the stew letting it soak up the juices before handing it to the child “Here you go, try that.” He took the bread in his clawed hand and took his first little bite, his big pointy ears practically jumping up and down with joy. Anai couldn't help but smile as she pulled off a piece for herself, continuing to share their breakfast until a very groggy Peli dragged herself around the corner and made a b-line for her caf maker. “Navila.” The younger woman greeted only to be nonchalantly waved off, she turned her attention back to the kiddo who having finished his breakfast now watched them curiously “Why don’t you come with me Bachsu, we gotta lot of work to get to today before Mando gets back.” She scooped him up again, taking him back to the main room to get ready for the day.

Back to work once again Anai had a better plan to handle the child this go around. Digging through some other storage containers she found long scraps of fabric and tied them around her upper body as a makeshift carrier. She secured the little one making sure he was facing forward so he could watch everything she was doing without interfering. Luckily all they had left was to work on the landing gear, recalibrate the entire system, and do a final run-through. The work was tedious especially without the help of the droids as Anai grabbed her datapad to start checking the connectivity of the system to the landing gear. As she stood there the child began to fuss yet again pulling at the fabric and holding him to her “Oh?” She looked down at him curiously “What’s wrong Bachsu?” He kept pushing the fabric kicking his little feet as he whined “Woah okay, I’ll let you down” She pulled him out of the carrier kneeling into the sand while setting him in front of her “That was pretty big fuss there, do you need something? Are you hungry again?” The little one continued to whine as he grabbed her hand and tried pulling her towards the ramp of the ship “Hey! Bachsu, what’s gotten into you?” The little one’s behavior had her alarm bells ringing when suddenly a shadow fell over her. Slowly turning her head, the mechanic now came face to face with the barrel of a blaster, a gasp escaped her tinted lips and Anai shot up to her feet “Pel-!” There was a sharp blow to the back of her head that sent her careening to the ground. The last thing she heard before blacking out being the panicked cries of the child.

There was no way of telling how long she had been out but when Anai opened her eyes again all she could see was darkness, It must be night. She rationalized while trying to move but quickly found she could not, her hands were tied over her head and she was hanging in the air, Where am I? Suddenly the clinking of boots against metal came to her ears “Finally awake I see.” A familiar voice spoke, “I saw the dog tag I thought you’d put up more of a fight.” It was that boy from the cantina, Toro, if she remembered right. Anai tried to speak as she struggled against her bonds but quickly became aware of the fact that she had also been gagged. A gloved hand pulled the gag down from her lips “Sorry, what was that?” He asked in a mocking tone.

“Karillja! What the hell are you doing?!” She yelled, “Where’s the Mandalorian?!”

“Oh, he’ll be along shortly.” He walked a small distance away from her as he spoke “Heard there was a bigger prize of glory if I brought him and the little green guy back to the guild, so I thought I’d just cash in them instead.”

The kid…, of course now it all made sense, that was why Mando was specifically not looking for guild work. He was running from them for not turning over a bounty, “You don’t have to do this.” Anai tried reasoning with him “There’s still time, just walk away. You can’t tell me entry into the guild is worth your life.”

“You have no idea how much I need this.” Next thing she felt the leather of his gloved fingers as the gag was pulled back over her mouth “Keep quiet.” Toro warned ‘“And when this is over you ladies can go back to your little lives as if nothing happened.” He walked further into what she assumed to be the hull of the Razorcrest leaving her to hang there.

Moments later she heard the shuffling of one of the pit droids across the hangar, something had startled it. Turning in the direction of the noise she could only see the faintest outline of a figure as the dim light bounced off his shiny armor Mando! She struggled against the restraints again grumbling through the gag. “Took you long enough, Mando.” She heard Toro’s voice call from behind her and the padding of hid boots slowly getting closer “Looks like I’m calling the shots now. Huh, partner?” Anai heard two sets of boots walk past her onto the ships ramp she assumed he had Peli at the end of his blaster and possibly holding the child in his other arm. Unfortunately, their shadowed forms blocked what little of Mando the younger mechanic could see. “Drop your blaster and raise ‘em.” She heard the small thud of a blaster hitting the sandy floor. Kriff. This was bad, Anai may have just met the man a literal day ago, but she didn’t want to think of what would happen to the kid if he wasn’t around. Toro’s shadowy arm pushed Peli forward with the barrel end of his blaster “Cuff him.” Listening to what was about to play out the former rebel quickly made up her mind, This guy needs to go. While the boy started his speech about how legendary he’d be she reached up to the ceiling grates of the ship, slipping her slender fingers into the holes for stability as she started pulling her knees up into her stomach. Suddenly there was a flash of light and Anai could finally see the scene in front of her as Mando and Peli ducked behind some crates. Toro shot blindly and using all her strength Anai kicked her feet forward throwing him off balance as Mando appeared and with one shot from his blaster the now dead man fell from the ramp. She was left there swinging lightly as the light from the flare faded taking her sight with it.

After everything settled the shine of metal armor appeared again and approached her “Hold still.” Was all the Mandalorian gruffly spoke as he reached up to cut Anai’s hands free and quickly grabbing her waist in the same motion to stop her from falling. She pulled the gag from her mouth as she turned down to Mando but not fully meeting his gaze “I guess that’s what I get for laughing at you, huh?” He tilted his domed head to the side in a nod “Should’ve told you to watch your back.” They both shared a small chuckle as he let her down on the ramp, she could hear Peli consoling the child somewhere below “Thank you.” She heard the Mandalorian softly speak next to her “For all your help, I wish to repay you.” Anai just smiled lightly and intended to tell him she didn’t need anything before Peli spoke up for her “She needs off planet; you could do that.”

“Peli…” Anai followed the older women’s voice giving her a look. “What? You do!” Peli called back defensively “The only reason you’re still here is that your ship got jacked! Didn’t you say someone was asking for you on Ukio?” Anai hesitated, there was a client who had been practically begging her to come to his shop. “I can ferry you there.” Mando interjected, “It’ll only take a couple of hours.” Anai opened her mouth to speak but the words were refusing to form before she sighed looking in the general direction of Mando. “It’s not that I don’t want to, it's just…I’m kind of a package deal.” She saw the shine on his helmet move, probably looking at her quizzically now. He’s not gonna like it. “Racket!” Anai turned back to the hangar as she called out for her droid. The astromech appeared from the living quarters rolling up next to Peli as Anai continued “I…can’t go anywhere without him, and I know you don’t like droids…” Suddenly Racket interrupted with a series of serious beeps that had Anai turned to him with shocked confusion “Are you sure Racket...?” She listened to another few beeps before turning back to Mando “He said he’s willing to travel in off mode with a restraining bolt, you can even chain him to the wall if that’s acceptable.” It wasn’t like the astromech to offer something, so she really hoped an opportunity like this didn’t go to waste. The Mandalorian seemed to think it over for a moment before sighing heavily “Alright, I can work with that. Get your things, we’re leaving.” Anai nodded and she smiled as relief flooded over her. Putting her hand out for balance she made her way down the ramp towards the small amount of light her droid emitted, placing her hand on his head he guided her back to the bunk room.

It took only a few minutes to shove everything the mechanic had left to her name into a backpack and grab her discarded data pad that one of the pit droids thankfully retrieved. Opening the door again she walked into a now illuminated hangar where Mando stood at the top of the ramp now holding the child as he waited for her and Racket to come aboard. She patted the droids little metal head “Go on, I gotta say my goodbyes.” Racket beeped lightly before heading up the ramp. The younger mechanic turned to her friend who stood with her arms crossed in front of her “Well I guess this is goodbye for now.” Anai shrugged her leather-clad shoulders. Peli scoffed “About time I was starting to get sick of ya.” Anai couldn’t help the light giggle that escaped her tinted lips “I’ll let you know when we get settled in, thank you again for taking us in.” Her friend simply waved her off “Go on, get out of here before you make an old woman cry.” Anai reached out placing a tender hand on her shoulder as she softly whispered “Peli Moto, Vidu.”

She let her go climbing up the ramp into the hull just as the Mandalorian secured the restraining bolt onto Racket and pressed a button on his vambrace to power the droid down. Mando starred at Anai for a short moment before turning on his heels and heading up the ladder to the cockpit, the ramp now closing behind her. She took in a breath as she walked past her droid patting him on the head before scrambling up the ladder herself. The mechanic soon joined her ferryman and his little companion taking the only other empty seat and setting her bag on the floor as they began to lift off. Anai turned to the little one watching him play with a little silver ball and recognizing it immediately Ah! So that’s where that went!

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Tena ja, sulatuka o!: He’s gone, it’s safe!

Bachsu: Child

Navila: Morning.

Karillja!: Bastard!

Vidu: Goodbye

Header & Footer: @samspenandsword

Mudhorn divider: @dreamland-gallery

Diamond & Din Dividers: @saradika-graphics

#star wars #din djarin #the mandalorian #fan fic #peli motto #din djarin fanfic #din djarin x ofc #din and grogu #groguthechild #original droid character #original chatacter

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LAST UPDATED: SEPTEMBER 6TH, 2024.

ke huy quan - finding o’hana, eeato, abc, loki

jane fonda- moving on, 8b, book club, g&f

dan levy- happiest season

sarah kendall- radio interviews, the other one, taskmaster/coc3, game shows (guessable, rohouse of games, weakest link, wity, spicks & specs, question team), things you should have done, motherland, big zuu's big eats, frayed + bloopers + interviews, comedy shows, beehive (2008)?

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jessica gunning- the outlaws, baby reindeer, interviews, pride, ps: tennison,

lisa ann walter - bitter trailer, the ladies, greys, 911, doubt, psycho st, the more things change clips, jersey, parent trap, ae s2, glow

jenna fischer- mean girls + int, the office, splitting up together

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X-Files Collector's Edition: Mulder, To Jew or Not to Jew

While there is no canonical confirmation about fans' (and David Duchovny's and Vince Gilligan's) theories concerning Mulder's Jewish heritage, these fics say "who cares?" and explore the topic, anyway.

Loose chronolgical order below~

@ghostbustermelanieking/skuls’s november 27, 1973

AU-- Different outcomes of that fateful day in the Mulder family household.

David Hearne's As Long As It's Not Patrick Swayze

Post Shadows Mulder and Scully watch a movie and bat religious ideas back and forth.

@leiascully's (Ao3)

OctoberFicFest Day 2: Eat

Post One Breath Mulder is surprised that Maggie wants to take care of him.

Blasphemy?

Post IWTB Mulder is in Biblical times with sandals and disciples... or is he?

@writingwell/RocketMan's (Alt. Gossamer, Xanadu) Elsewhere

Mulder and Scully's car slides off the road; and the two hole up in a Lutheran church, discussing how they're never safe but never bored.

Summer's These Dreams

Mulder and Scully share a dream: saving Jewish aliens from Nazis.

@contrivedcoincidences6/Spooky66/geektime66's

Not Alone (Ao3)

Mulder reflects on religion, faith, and his lack thereof.

i_gaze_at_scully's Unnamed

Mulder is hit hard after a case involving the death of children at the hands of a pedophile.

Thalia D'Muse's Different Religion

Post Never Again Mulder ponders on the ouroboros of it all, and how much the truth has replaced his childhood beliefs.

Lapsed_Scholar's

Atonement

Part 1: Post Memento Mori Scully is furious that Mulder ghosts her for the weekend... then finds out he's turned to a neglected part of his identity out of sheer desperation to save her life.

Lights

Part 2: AU-- Emily lives, grows up with Mulder and Scully, and becomes interested in Mulder's Jewish heritage.

Heirloom

Part 3 (a prequel to Lights): AU-- 13 year old Emily expresses interest in Mulder's heritage; and is reassured that she is his daughter no matter what.

A Devil's Office

AU-- Mulder does not leave in S9, staying home with William while Scully and Doggett and Reyes get caught up in a demon case. He later confesses to Reyes how much his son reminds him of his sister.

Beshter's Seasons: Fourth

Small mentions of Mulder's Jewish lineage slowly peek through, then spill over in a deluge of family history during the Kaddish case.

Meredith's (Alt. Tumblr)

Catching the Train

Kaddish Mulder wants to wrap up the case as fast as possible to get he and Scully back on the curing-her-cancer track.

The Sin of Submission

Sein und Zeit Mulder thinks his actions might have hurt Scully like Bill Mulder's had Tena. She swiftly reassures him.

bcfan's Hanukkah

Post Kaddish Scully buys Mulder a menorah. He assures her he's a multicultural guy.

@mollybecameanengineer/Sareki’s My Beloved (Tumblr)

AU-- Post Kaddish Mulder, shaken by Nazis and Hasidic Jews and Ariel, rushes into Scully's motel room and tells her his feelings.

incidental's (Alt. Tumblr) Into the Red Sea

Post Redux II Maggie finds Mulder in her church; and they have a conversation about his similarity to Moses's extended family.

Laura Blaurosen's In the Valley of Sorek

Post The Red and the Black Scully is scared to sleep. Mulder keeps her company, and later changes their flights so she can rest.

@amplifyme/wonderland/Lydia Bower’s

Reconciliation (Tumblr, Ao3)

Post All Souls Mulder picks Scully up from her church; and opens up about his religious past and current agnostic position.

denynothing1/Barbara D.'s Illuminations (Gossamer)

Post Drive Scully finds Mulder stumbling through his mother's Sabbatical routine. Tena had cut her son from the rituals, painting him with the same brush as her Nazi-sympathizing husband.

@mchalowitz's (Ao3) un-mulder

Pre-How the Ghosts Stole Christmas Scully is surprised by Mulder's storage wreath.

@90stvqueen/thesexfiles's Carol of the Narcissist and the Naysayer

AU-- Post How the Ghosts Stole Christmas Scully drops in with gifts, and opens a conversation that leads to more.

@aloysiavirgata’s (Ao3, WBM, Gossamer, LJ, Alt. LJ)

The Waters of Babylon (Ao3)

Mulder spends his time in Arcadia recalling on the one time he saw his parents in-love and happy and comparing it to his own failed marriage and relationships.

Gifts/Corundum and Ourania

Post The Goldberg Variation Mulder buys Scully wicked expensive earrings, curtesy of a local jeweler named Herschel.

Unnamed

Post S9 Mulder and Scully, out-of-practice Jew and lapsed Catholic, spend a weekend ribbing each other over ham, lamb, and The Ten Commandments.

By Falling In And In - 3/5

AU-- William grows up with his parents... but that doesn't mean he's safe from the many misadventures and dangers of being a Mulder-Scully.

@cecilysass/cecily_sass/Cecily Sasserbaum’s The Gentle Art of Dream Interpretation (Ao3)

Mulder dreams of himself, his friends, and his enemies as French Jews during the persecution in Paris. He finds Scully outside; and the two of them finally discuss the topic-- and turn a new page.

DaynaFoxe's The Return of Samantha Mulder

AU-- Post Sein und Zeit Samantha is returned, alive and unaged. Mulder becomes her guardian; and Scully takes them both under her wing as they all readjust (Hanukkah and Christmas included.)

Beduini/beduini's Hurricane Season

AU-- S9 Mulder and Scully and William are trapped with the other disgruntled Scullys during a hurricane.

@sigritandtheelves/DarlaBlack’s Advent (Tumblr)

Mulder and Scully's Christmases develop over the years, mixing in elements of their partnership and family life as they do their best to stop Colonization and save (most of) the world.

Susan Proto's

Barbecue Series 10

AU-- S7 Maggie celebrates Mulder's Jewish holiday with he and Scully and Charlie... and Charlie is not happy.

Barbecue Series 17

AU-- S7 Tena sends her son, fresh from the hospital after a recent round of torture, a special gift.

Life Cycles 15 - The Grand Entrance

AU-- S9 Mulder joins a Jewish church; and Scully's pain tolerance is, once again, proven to be higher than expected (hint: their second child is born very fast and, one could say, very inconveniently.)

IShouldBeWriting's Together We Believe

Post IWTB Mulder's cousin draws he and Scully into a Jewish lore case. Scully sighs, resigned, and gets down to work.

@mangokiwitropicalswirl's (Ao3) The Seventh Time He Asked

IWTB (or Revival) Scully is ready, finally, to get married after listening to years of Mulder's various creative proposals.

@cock-holliday/biggayyeehaw’s Mulder, Scully, Skinner, Reyes, Doggett, and good old Cigarette Smoking Man himself were in a room with a tied-up Chris Carter

It's crack time; and CC has a lot of questions to (not) answer.

Thank you for reading~

Enjoy!

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Not familiar with this particular scheme, I haven't worked Pharmacy for awhile now . Also, worked mainly In Aus & Uk.

General pharmacies won't be upfront with these types of deals. Pharmacies are usually insanely busy, or slow as heck, no in-between.

If you go to a pharmacy on a day where it appears as though there are no customers, it is likely there will be a backlog of scripts.

If you venture into a pharmacy the best way to get good service are the following:

Go on a Sunday/Monday. These are the slow days.

Make a list of all the medication/pharmacy products you use regularly.

Ask if they have a second to go over the list, as you are having financial difficulties, and would like assistance.

Go over the list.

I saved this one woman 260$ a month. Most medications are covered by Medicare or, if you spend your much, there are safety nets and support systems. However other things like the front of shop stuff like incontinence pants, and nutritional supplements really add up.

Like Optifast/Sustagen is around 60$ a container. People get through a container or two a week. There are deals for these products.

Tena incontinence pads. 14$ for 12 light or 44$for 8 heavy. We had one dude spend like 84$ a week. Got it down to 35$ with Tena discounts 5 for 4 specials and loyalty programs.

Bandages are a big one for people suffering chronic conditions, that require frequent surgical intervention. Also people who have had major surgery, whilst taking high strength blood thinners due to heart conditions.

Opsite individual bandages are like >8$ each and require changing every 2 days.

There are ways to get the cost down. It Is just too time consuming for a pharmacy to help people pay their business less money.

If they aren't busy, and feeling chill most Pharmacy employees will help you. It can save a tonne.

Opinion Here’s how to get free Paxlovid as many times as you need it

When the public health emergency around covid-19 ended, vaccines and treatments became commercial products, meaning companies could charge for them as they do other pharmaceuticals. Paxlovid, the highly effective antiviral pill that can prevent covid from becoming severe, now has a list price of nearly $1,400 for a five-day treatment course.

Thanks to an innovative agreement between the Biden administration and the drug’s manufacturer, Pfizer, Americans can still access the medication free or at very low cost through a program called Paxcess. The problem is that too few people — including pharmacists — are aware of it.

I learned of Paxcess only after readers wrote that pharmacies were charging them hundreds of dollars — or even the full list price — to fill their Paxlovid prescription. This shouldn’t be happening. A representative from Pfizer, which runs the program, explained to me that patients on Medicare and Medicaid or who are uninsured should get free Paxlovid. They need to sign up by going to paxlovid.iassist.com or by calling 877-219-7225. “We wanted to make enrollment as easy and as quick as possible,” the representative said.

Indeed, the process is straightforward. I clicked through the web form myself, and there are only three sets of information required. Patients first enter their name, date of birth and address. They then input their prescriber’s name and address and select their insurance type.

All this should take less than five minutes and can be done at home or at the pharmacy. A physician or pharmacist can fill it out on behalf of the patient, too. Importantly, this form does not ask for medical history, proof of a positive coronavirus test, income verification, citizenship status or other potentially sensitive and time-consuming information.

But there is one key requirement people need to be aware of: Patients must have a prescription for Paxlovid to start the enrollment process. It is not possible to pre-enroll. (Though, in a sense, people on Medicare or Medicaid are already pre-enrolled.)

Once the questionnaire is complete, the website generates a voucher within seconds. People can print it or email it themselves, and then they can exchange it for a free course of Paxlovid at most pharmacies.

Pfizer’s representative tells me that more than 57,000 pharmacies are contracted to participate in this program, including major chain drugstores such as CVS and Walgreens and large retail chains such as Walmart, Kroger and Costco. For those unable to go in person, a mail-order option is available, too.

The program works a little differently for patients with commercial insurance. Some insurance plans already cover Paxlovid without a co-pay. Anyone who is told there will be a charge should sign up for Paxcess, which would further bring down their co-pay and might even cover the entire cost.

Several readers have attested that Paxcess’s process was fast and seamless. I was also glad to learn that there is basically no limit to the number of times someone could use it. A person who contracts the coronavirus three times in a year could access Paxlovid free or at low cost each time.

Unfortunately, readers informed me of one major glitch: Though the Paxcess voucher is honored when presented, some pharmacies are not offering the program proactively. As a result, many patients are still being charged high co-pays even if they could have gotten the medication at no cost.

This is incredibly frustrating. However, after interviewing multiple people involved in the process, including representatives of major pharmacy chains and Biden administration officials, I believe everyone is sincere in trying to make things right. As we saw in the early days of the coronavirus vaccine rollout, it’s hard to get a new program off the ground. Policies that look good on paper run into multiple barriers during implementation.

Those involved are actively identifying and addressing these problems. For instance, a Walgreens representative explained to me that in addition to educating pharmacists and pharmacy techs about the program, the company learned it also had to make system changes to account for a different workflow. Normally, when pharmacists process a prescription, they inform patients of the co-pay and dispense the medication. But with Paxlovid, the system needs to stop them if there is a co-pay, so they can prompt patients to sign up for Paxcess.

Here is where patients and consumers must take a proactive role. That might not feel fair; after all, if someone is ill, people expect that the system will work to help them. But that’s not our reality. While pharmacies work to fix their system glitches, patients need to be their own best advocates. That means signing up for Paxcess as soon as they receive a Paxlovid prescription and helping spread the word so that others can get the antiviral at little or no cost, too.

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She missed him. A lot. Maybe she could have written it off as being around his brother but, even before then, even when they were still on the boat doing soapy pushups, her mind still kept returning to thoughts of Linus.

She's excited to find him too, when things have finally returned to normal. It had just been hard at first to find an excuse to approach him without coming off as too desperate. She's never been particularly great at the whole making friends thing but she's never really needed more than the little handful she had. Now that she's in Fódlan and they are not, Altena finds herself wishing she had more.

And then Lloyd finds her with a box that absolutely has some sort of creature inside and tells her to give it to Linus and she knows this is her chance. She can approach him with a reason other than the fact that she's lonely and likes him.

She wastes no time in seeking him out. On top of wanting to see him, she is quite curious about what's inside. And she said she wouldn't open it without Linus and she has always been a woman of her word. Linus is easily tracked down--he's not exactly the type of person that can fly under the radar--and her face lights up when she sees him.

"This is for you. For us, maybe? Your brother asked me to deliver it."

Supposedly, everyone that had left on that mission was back now, but fuck if Linus could find any of them! No Altena, no Lloyd, no Raven. Not a single one of them! And, boy, did he have a bone to pick with his brother once he decided to show his face! He'd been in a piss poor mood for the last month, and not being able to find the handful of people he actually got on with here was just grinding his gears even more.

He's stomping down one of the halls, coming back from some Saints forsaken lesson, and doesn't see one of the stray cats that linger around the monastery sunning itself on the pathway. His boot comes down on its tail, and the bright orange thing yowls like a demon before clawing and biting its way up his leg and then kicking off in a whirl of teeth, claws and puffed up fur.

"Well, don' fuckin' lay your mangy ass out in the walkway, ya overgrown weasel!" Linus barks down the hall, swearing up a storm as he kneels down to check out his leg. Nothing too bad, but man, those claws could really dig in when they wanted to, fuck!

It's as he's in this awkward position of fiddling with his trousers that he hears a familiar voice, his head jerking up to see Altena approaching him. Linus fumbles for a moment, trying to straighten up and fix his somewhat ripped up pant leg that absolutely had a couple of cat claws stuck in at the same time.

"Hey! What, uh--" The box was for him? Them? H u h? "Been lookin' 'round for ya, but this place is a fuckin' maze that changes layouts every day, I swear--" Wow, he was really tripping over his words here. Embarrassing as hell, but now that she's right here, in front of him -- with roses in her cheeks and this look on her face -- Linus can't really be bothered to care that he looks like a bumbling idiot right now.

"What I mean is, I fuckin' missed ya, 'Tena," he eventually blabbers out after a bit of an incoherent and overly loud ramble. "Next time you're goin' off on some excitin' adventure or whatever, ya can't leave me behind, ya got that?!"

But...the box wiggles and makes a noise, and Linus' curiosity starts to get the better of him.

"So, my brother rope you in to try an' smooth things over?" he asks, rolling his eyes but reaching for the lid of the box anyways. To his surprise, it wasn't bolted down or anything and came off easily to reveal--

"No fuckin' way...," Linus chuckles, low and breathy, sticking a hand in to pull the contents of the box out. A roly-poly, brown and black puppy squirms in his grip; sharp little puppy teeth biting into his fingers, high pitched but fierce growls joining the action. He clicks his tongue at the pup, getting its attention and freeing his fingers from its mouth.

"...Bet you weren't expectin' that," he says, tone all soft and playful as he shifts the puppy in his hands, getting a good look at him. And, yeah -- definitely a him. The pup didn't care for the inspection, making an outrageously shrill, almost honking squeal as he was handled.

"Wait, wait, fuck. I have the perfect name! 'Tena, what'cha think about--?"

#luminousrider #[I WANT TO SEE MY LITTLE BOY]#[HONK IS HERE]

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life in the afterlife - entry 2

so yeah, I told you how i can shape the afterlife however i wanted. Well, it holds true to something dear to me: racing, most precisely, Indycar.

So yeah, here, i had this shit all the way to the early 20th century, but that's not what interests me. I head over to the main POD in 1910, where Marlboro stays onboard as indycar title sponsor. This leads to sweeping reforms in 1978, where Marlboro serves as a mediator between USAC and the tena owners. This leads to the création of Indycar Inc, which is the commercial entity of Indycar, buying tracks like Ontario motor Speedwa, Watkins Glen, Texas World Speedway, Riverside and other important tracks in indycar history, as well as negotiating TV Deals alongside the teams Union, CART, which becomes like FOCA as a teams Union. That means USAC still sanctions Indycar racing.

This leads to Marlboro investing significant sums into grassroots and lower level series so there's is a robust feeder system. Plus, there is a three full-time american rookies rules, where each season teams must field à minimum of three american rookies to keep.the series local and build stars for the public.

So the 80s is considered the chassis era, or more jokingly, the drug era due to the variety of chassis, which reached its peak at 8 in 1986. Penske, Eagle, Foyt's Coyotes, Pat Patrick's Wildcat and Jim hall's chapparal at first, then March arrives in 1981, then Lola in 1983 with newman-Haas, then Pat Patrick stops wildcats and switches to the Lotus 96T in 1985, then trusports partners with Ferrari In 1986 to run the Ferrari 637. The chassis era would end in the late 80s following drug bustings in American Motorsports and the small recession.

So the early 90s sees Lola be the prédominant chassis, with only Penske regularly building chassis and Trusports/Rahal and Galles Racing temporarily built their own before returning back to Lola's. Then, Reynard comes in 1994 along with Honda to break the Ford cosworth-ilmor chevy duopoly. Then, Penske and Ilmor builds the Immor-Mercedes 500i for the 1994 indy 500. Then, USAC in 1995, after much negotiating, allowed big block pushrod engines to compete full time, on the condition that the existing turbocharged engines of Ford cosworth and Honda gets à displacement increase to 3.0L. This leads to GM wanting revenge and building the Chevrolet Aurora Indy V8 with the help of John Judd, à big block pushrod engine based on the high deck Northstar platform mixed with LS-Series Cylinder heads, as well as John Menard building an updated version of his menard-buick V6 With forged steel silver linings, thus reducing the engines weight and improving durability, for full-time competition.

All this just so we can have a jeff gordon-tony Stewart rivalry in Indycar. Jeff Gorodn would accept Jackie Stewart's offer to drive in British F3 in 1991, then he returns to the states to win indy lights in 1992 before making his debut with Jim Hall/VDS Racing in 1993, spending three seasons there, including a breakthrough with the new Chevy Aurora V8 in 1995 where he wins three times before he becomes the Michael schumacher at Ganassi with Honda in 1996. Tony, mea while, growing in USAC and makes à sensational debut at Indy in 1995, dominating the race only to pas the safety car under yellow at the end, gifting the win to Jacques Villeneuve. He would eut full-time with Team Menard in 1996, acting on ovals, especially super Speedways, including winning the 1997 Indy 500 with a swift-menard Buick while steadily improving on road courses, especially as Menard merged with Pat Patrick starting in 1998 to form Menard-Patrick, culminating in an indycar title in 2000.

So yeah, by the late 90s, you'd have Ford cosworth, Honda and Toyota as 3.0L turbo engines, then fucking ilmor-mercedes, Chevy and Menard-Buick with the big block engines, as well as Reynard, Lola, Swift, Penske and Eagle as chassis. I dunno what's beyond 2002, because quite Frankly, I don't care and i think 2002 is a fitting stop for this whole thing, since i don't know what the post-2002 ruleset will be.

So yeah, the afterlife allows me to live those moments, and its fucking awesome. Being dead is so cool.

If only she was here, though...I mean, she doesn't care about racing, but still, it would be nice, living this quiet and oeaceful afterlife with her...

Anyways, relax.

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