#occupation tw

[heirbane]

S - Sunkissed !!!!!

The biomes in Solus' palace could only replicate Ala Mhigo so much. No matter their technological advances, one could not simply engineer nature in a greenhouse to perfection.

It was a start, he knew, but so few outside of the military had visited Ala Mhigo - and that would remain the truth until he crushed the remaining barbarians under his heel. They were trying to mirror a place they simply had never seen, a dry, oppressive heat they had never experienced.

He disliked it here. It was inhospitable in a way he couldn't wrap his head around, the sun looming overhead and not a single cloud in the sky for coverage. It was not until sundown that the heat swiftly went into hiding, the cold of the desert not quite like the cold of Garlemald.

There was something comforting about a blanket of snow when it was bone-rattling cold. It was as if the very earth understood and was sympathizing. Ala Mhigo offered no comfort, the biting wind baring teeth in the dead of night.

But this was where he had been stationed. The sun had darkened his skin and lightened his hair, the spaces between his fingers giving him a glimpse of who he had been before duty had drug him from his homeland. His metal suit was heavy and exhausting in a way it hadn't felt in a decade, the metal warming under the sunlight and sweat dripping down his skin underneath.

He had more than one soldier collapse under heat exhaustion. Garlemald's training prepared them for much and more, but how to forge ahead under a ceaseless sky was not one of them.

They had to acclimate. They had to. His soldiers had no choice if they wished to push forward, he thought. The barbarians already had the advantage of experience and heritage. The Garleans had nothing but their brute strength.

He wiped sweat from his brow, a tepid breeze floating through an open window in the Ala Mhigan palace - but despite his attempt, a drop still fell atop the map, darkening the landscape in a way rain rarely did.

Gaius let out a sigh, rolling his shoulders as he stood to his full height.

They would have to come up with something. Thinking and planning kept them treading water but making no progress, and the Empire would require a status report by the next moon.

He pulled his discarded shirt from where he had draped it over one of the chairs surrounding the table, still damp with sweat even a bell later, and crossed the room to exit the palace.

One of his tacticians had to have an idea...

[remindertoclick]

Your reminder to Click for Palestine today!

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[rebel-girl-queen-of-my-world]

The number of confirmed Palestinian political prisoners has exceeded 10,000 from the West Bank and AlQuds, thousands from Gaza, and hundreds from within the lands occupied in 1948. Conditions in Zionist prisons have always been dire and have gotten significantly worse since October 2033.

Among these prisoners, over 300 are women from the occupied West Bank, while the number of women from Gaza abducted by Zionist forces remains unconfirmed.

Many women endure deliberate medical negligence, denial of communication with family and lawyers, unsanitary conditions, and severe violence. This includes psychological torture with solitary confinement, overcrowded cells filled with insects and dirt, and a lack of natural light. Prisoners are subjected to beatings, insults, threats, and sexual harassment and abuse. Strip searches are common, often used as methods of punishment and humiliation.

Despite continuous threats from the Zionist forces against freed prisoners and their families, these Palestinian women, among countless others named and unnamed, have shown immense courage and steadfastness in their choice to share the torture they have endured.

We demand the freedom of all Palestinian political prisoners. FREE THEM ALL!

[lividbrunette]

I am so sick and tired of seeing all these “I know biden is bad, I know biden has done some bad things but vote for biden because trump will destroy our democracy” posts bc a) clearly our democracy is a sham and b) STOP DEFENDING BIDEN, STOP DOWNPLAYING WHAT HE HAS DONE! you do not need to, nor should you, defend biden to any degree. you can say that we cannot let trump win without that other bullshit. biden is pure evil, he is scum. and part of what makes him so horrendous and disturbing is the charade he puts on like he’s the good guy and trump is the evil, the bad to his good. quite literally the only thing that he has going for him is that his opponent is somehow even worse than him. that his opponent has no pretense of even trying to act like he doesn’t want to fully be a dictator. stop fucking defending biden. stop fucking downplaying all the horrendous, despicable, evil things he has done and is continuing to do. he is fully funding and supporting and enabling a genocide. it helps no one.

and if/when biden loses, he only has himself to blame.

ideally we would all rally behind a third party candidate and the electoral college wouldn’t exist. ideally these wouldn’t be our “choices”. idfk what to do because trump cannot win but how can any of us in good conscience vote for biden’s evil, fascistic, decrepit ass ??

what makes biden so different from or better than trump? nothing!!

- he is unconditionally supporting netanyahu and his genocide of Palestinians

- democrats have done nothing to protect nor help us as roe v. wade was overturned, we still have student loan debt, the cost of living is unaffordable and the minimum wage remains unchanged, biden has increased police presence and funding for police (more so than in 2020, despite the eruption of BLM protests and the murder of George Floyd and his promise to George Floyd’s family that he wouldn’t let his murder become just another number, another hashtag), and so. much. more.

- biden is building off of trump’s policies - specifically and most recently, biden has just announced an executive order to deny asylum requests. the increase in police funding and the further militarization of police was also built off of trump’s policies

the u.s. is an evil sham of a country.

as ethel cain said …

[kaapstadgirly]

THEY ARE BOMBING RAFAH!!

How evil must you be to be able to lie and chase 1.5+ million people into such a small "safe" space and drop bombs on them?!

These are kids!!! Was 12 000 not enough for them?

[allthecanadianpolitics]

It turns out CBC News is aware they describe Israel’s violence against Palestinians with sanitized language—and they actually believe it’s justified. In a letter responding to a complaint filed by a reader, the public broadcaster acknowledged that they’ve used terms like “murderous,” “vicious,” “brutal,” “massacre,” and “slaughter” to refer only to Hamas’s attack on Israelis on Oct. 7.  But when it comes to the Israeli army’s bombing of Palestinians, which has killed more than 22,600 people as of Friday, CBC says they prefer to use terms like “intensive,” “unrelenting,” and "punishing." [...]

“This use of language attempts to minimize the ugliness of Israeli atrocities and get maximum hatred out of the Hamas attacks. It also serves to skew the reader’s empathy towards Israel and away from Palestinians—a further dehumanizing of an already downtrodden people.” [...]

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[troythings]

hello from america

we have a literal fifth column of zionist IOF terrorists attacking college students on us soil. and we can’t do anything about it because our government literally supports the occupation

[moonlayl]

They told them to flee to the south. And when they tried to flee to the south tried, they got killed on their way there. 8 children.

They were slaughtered. This is what Israel’s doing in the name of “self defence”.

This is what y’all are justifying when you say “we’ll they warned them! Hamas needs to be destroyed! If they didn’t wanna due they should’ve evacuated!”

Evacuate to where? They get bombed if they stay out, they get bombed heading to the area Israel literally told them to go, they get bombed in that area, they get bombed by the border, they get bombed in refugee camps, and they get bombed when seeking refuge in a hospital, AND they have no way of leaving Gaza. Where are they supposed to go? And what on earth could justify THIS?

Has humanity collectively lost its damn mind? How can you NOT see this for the genocide that it is??

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[captain-price-unofficially]

The Croatian Ustase was a fascist and ultranationalist organization that perpetrated the Holocaust and held up the Nazi regime in occupied Yugoslavia. Extremely brutal even for Nazi standards, the Ustaše went on to perpetrate the Holocaust and genocide against its Jewish, Serb and Roma populations, killing hundreds of thousands of Serbs, Jews, Roma, as well as Muslim and Croat political dissidents.

[no-passaran]

Video transcription: warning racism & discrimination. Indian settlers dressed as Indigenous Jarawa in blackface dance at the official opening of Andaman airport. The Indian government's racist attitude to Andaman and Nicobar Islands' tribes is a threat to their lands and survival - like the uncontacted Shompen people, who won't survive the Indian government's plan to turn their island into the "Hong Kong of India".

From Survival International:

The indigenous peoples of the Andaman and Nicobar Islands of India —including the Great Andamanese, Jarawa, Sentinelese and Shompen— have endured centuries of racism that has justified the theft of their land and their near-total annihilation. Indigenous peoples of India are still often treated with contempt, as racist displays like this video of Indian settlers wearing blackface shows. These attitudes continue to fuel land thefts today.

For example, the Indian government is set on using Indigenous land for development without consent. The Shompen who live on Great Nicobar Island are at risk of being wiped out if their forest is used for a mega-development project, which aims to settle over 650,000 people on the island— the equivalent of an 8,000% increase in population.

Without their forest, the Shompen, most of whom are uncontacted, could be totally wiped out.

More information on the Shompen, the Indian Government's mega-project for turning their island into a military, commercial and touristic base through ecocide and genocide, and a link to easily send a pre-written email to the government officials and companies involved here:

Some context to understand why Indian settlers are caricaturely dressed up as Jarawa people in this airport:

The Jarawa are a nomadic cultural group indigenous to the Andaman Islands, where nowadays indigenous peoples are outnumbered by settlers from India. Still, like most tribal peoples who live self-sufficiently on their ancestral lands, the Jarawa people thrive and their numbers are steadily growing. Research on their nutrition and health found that their nutrition is "optimal", in large part thanks to their deep knowledge of their natural surroundings (they have detailed knowledge of more than 150 plant and 350 animal species) and the well-being of the forests.

In the 1990s, the local Indian settler authorities revealed their long-term ‘master plan’ to settle the Jarawa in two villages with an economy based on fishery, suggesting that hunting and gathering could be their ‘sports’. This meant forcing the Jarawa, who are nomadic and get their food from hunting and gathering, to abandon their way of living. The plan was so prescriptive it even detailed what style of clothes the Jarawa should wear.

Forced settlement had been fatal for other tribes in the Andaman Islands, but a vigorous campaign brought success and in 2004 the authorities announced that the Jarawa would be able to choose their own future with minimal intervention. However, in the next years (most notably 2010), Indian settler authorities have again tried to force the Jarawa to abandon their way of life and become part of India's mainstream society. This pressure continues, including Indian MPs asking for residential schools to be created to take away Jarawa children from their families and strip them from their culture.

Indian government officials repeatedly refer to the Jarawa people as "primitive", "backwards" and "uncivilized".

Tribal peoples like the Jarawa are used as a tourist claim by Indian settlers, who organize "human safaris" for tourists to go see Jarawa people. Even though in 2002 India's Supreme Court ordered closing the highway that runs through Jarawa land, it's still open and used by thousands of outsiders who go watch them like they're wild animals in human safaris.

Outsiders, both local settlers and international poachers enter their rich forest reserve to steal the game the tribe needs to survive. Although in recent years many poachers have been arrested, none have been sentenced by the courts, despite the offence carrying a prison term of up to seven years.

Jarawa girls and women are sexually abused by poachers, settlers, bus drivers and others. Jarawa people report outsiders who get drunk on alcohol and high on marijuana going in Jarawa villages to rape Jarawa girls and women.

Vehicles queue to enter the Jarawa reserve along the Andaman Trunk Road © G Chamberlain/ Survival

Source: Survival International.

[thesilliestrovingalive]

Updated: January 20, 2025

Celaphios

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to death, discrimination, abuse, and neglect.

Real name: Celuphoisa

Occupation: Foot soldier of the Invader army (formerly) and battle supplier for the Regular Army

Future plans: To learn from the wrongdoings of the Invaders by preserving their culture and utilising their technology for the greater good

Abilities: He shares the same enhanced senses as other Invaders and has identical abilities to the winged Invader Drones.

Hobbies: Watching Tarma build custom motorcycles and Marco work on complex computer programs and viruses, reading about human cultures, social justice, and ecology, collecting jewels and vintage maps, and building pillow forts

Likes: Receiving pets from those he’s personally comfortable with, stealing watermelons from Allen Jr., Clark feeding him raw fish, and soft pillows

Dislikes: Feeling useless and alone, sexist and transphobic behaviours, losing his satchel bag that Nadia gave him, and watching Gimlet get into fights with his comrades

Favourite food: Peanut butter pie with confetti sprinkles and raw meat (preferably Wagyu beef and mackerel)

Sexuality: Questioning

Gender: Trans (identifies as male)

Design: He resembles a typical Invader Drone, but with distinctively female Grub Invader characteristics, indicating he was born female. Celaphios’ appearance is marked by pearlescent white skin, coppery eyes speckled with metallic blue flecks, and Byzantine purple hands, toes, tongues, and forearms, where a single stripe adorns each. Additional notable features include silvery warts, silver-grey webbing, and iridescent dragonfly wings with maroon ribbing. Unlike most other winged Invader Drones, his are rendered useless due to a congenital deformity, characterised by severely crumpled and slightly shrivelled wings.

Despite his similarities to other Invader Drones, several unique traits set him apart. He's considered a runt because Invader Drones typically stand at 8' 10" (269.24 cm), whereas he measures approximately 7' 5" (226.06 cm). Celaphios bears several battle scars, including a curved gash from the top of his forehead to the left side of his right eye, a jagged chip on the right edge of his lower lip, and bite marks on the back of his head and shoulders. Additionally, he has a distinctive silvery-pink birthmark near the centre of his belly, shaped like a jagged four-pointed star with a subtle bend to the right. He has several dental issues, including missing and chipped teeth. Specifically, he’s missing his right incisor (front row), left premolar (second row), and right canine (second row). Additionally, he has chipped teeth: left canine (front row) and right premolar (third row).

He always carries a satchel bag made of gold-flecked, lavender-dyed leather, adorned with rosy brown straps. The bag's lid boasts an embroidered sea holly, set against the morning sun at its centre. Inside, he keeps a mossy green sketchbook, a set of rainbow-coloured markers, a black pen, a blue jewel with a strange glow, and a photograph of him and Marco's team standing proudly in front of the Sparrowhawk Operations Base.

In addition to his personal items, he wears a rosy brown load-bearing backpack, stocked with a map of his current location and essential supplies such as rations, first aid kits, and spare walkie-talkies. For his own personal comfort, he brings a red-and-black chequered pillow lined with soft white fur whenever he's deployed to the battlefield.

He still operates his trusty Grub Invader Zodematikhus, which has been modified to provide more interior space. The resized cockpit comfortably accommodates his backpack and satchel bag, allowing him to pilot with ease.

Character summary: Born mute, he has developed a unique communication style that combines body language, expressive sounds, and multilingual writing. To convey his thoughts, he often relies on his sketchbook, using markers in a personalised colour code to express his emotions. For instance, red signifies anger, while combining blue and yellow conveys happiness and calmness. Losing his satchel bag would devastate him because it holds sentimental and personal items. The thought of losing it fills him with anxiety and would likely plunge him into a depressive panic.

Whenever he's scared, he reacts in one of two ways: either he flees to find a comfortable hiding spot or he becomes fearful, shivering uncontrollably, closing his eyes tightly, covering his face with his hands, and whimpering pitifully. Whenever he's angry, his nostrils flare and he erupts into a menacing display, hissing and growling. When in this emotional state, he has a tendency to lash out physically, biting, shoving people around, and twisting their limbs. Whenever he's sad, he hides in a corner or desperately seeks comfort, and then breaks down in sorrowful howls and dog-like whining.

Despite being a fully grown adult, he retains a charmingly naive and childlike curiosity. He delights in causing mischief, such as swiping food from others to devour and snatching pillows to construct elaborate forts. Celaphios goes out of his way to persuade people into playing games with him, employing a subtle yet effective combination of gentle nudges, pleasant chirping, and an adorable, pleading gaze. He thrives on attention and affection, loving cuddles, pets, and sharing activities with his favourite people, such as shopping trips and board game nights. However, when left without attention, he tends to become demanding, throwing tantrums and displaying a grumpy, sarcastic, and dismissive demeanour—a situation quickly remedied by quality time and a tasty treat.

Celaphios is fiercely determined and resilient, proudly showcasing his tactical prowess and unapologetically celebrating his battlefield successes. He deeply cares about his loved ones and comrades, particularly those who show him compassion and tenderness. To him, they represent the closest thing to a true family, and he's fiercely protective of them, willing to go to great lengths to ensure their safety. He's a sympathetic and attentive listener who doesn't mind when people turn to him to vent about their problems. He struggles with feelings of uselessness and loneliness, which he finds to be overwhelming and melancholic. To combat these emotions, he makes a conscious effort to be helpful and nurture his relationships. Helping others brings Celaphios personal fulfillment, whether it's something as simple as putting things back in their place.

He has a voracious appetite, finding solace and primal satisfaction in eating. While he strives for a balanced diet, his carnivorous cravings often prove irresistible, inadvertently leading him to consume Regular Army soldiers and innocent civilians. This often leaves him consumed by remorse, especially after discovering the consequences of his actions. It’s because whenever he eats, he becomes hyper-focused on the food and the pleasurable sensations of eating, rendering him oblivious to his surroundings and the people around him. He has mild scopophobia (the fear of being stared at) and is extremely sensitive to rejection, verbal abuse, and physical aggression, causing him to become distressed and miserable.

He dislikes being misgendered, even if it's unintentional, and typically addresses the mistake either politely or more forcefully, depending on the situation and the individual. He’s passionately committed to combating sexism and transphobia, and will openly address harmful behaviours when he encounters them. Celaphios is a vocal advocate for gender equality and trans rights, and has recently expanded his focus to include anti-racism, drawing parallels between the way people treat and view extraterrestrials and the experiences of marginalised communities. He disagrees with the Invaders' ideology and their insatiable drive for conquest, which involves exploiting natural resources harmfully. Instead, he advocates for peaceful coexistence among all life forms and responsible stewardship of nature.

Celaphios regards Red Eye and Gimlet as surrogate parents and deeply appreciates their unwavering protection and care, which makes him feel safe and loved. However, he's troubled by Gimlet's sexist remarks and misogynistic mannerisms and isn't hesitant to respectfully address this behaviour, subtly encouraging Gimlet to grow as a person. Whenever Red Eye and Gimlet must leave for military duties, he becomes visibly distressed, fearing the loss of the only two individuals he considers family. To alleviate his anxiety during separations, he finds solace in the company of Rumi and Wysteria, who provide much-needed companionship. Over time, he has come to regard Rumi and Wysteria as surrogate sisters. He delights in listening to Rumi's lively accounts of her day and personal experiences, and shares tranquil moments with Wysteria, appreciating nature together. Furthermore, Celaphios takes pleasure in assisting Rumi with distributing supplies to soldiers on the battlefield and goes out of his way to ensure her safety.

He's on great terms with Nadia, having been instantly drawn to her when she gifted him his satchel bag, which he viewed as a sign of friendship. He frequently joins her on shopping sprees, where she treats him to delicious snacks. On these outings, she often opens up about her problems and shows him a more vulnerable side of herself, one that she usually hides from others. He doesn't get along with Pupipi because she often blatantly ignores him or reacts with snarky disdain. This behaviour makes him feel bad because he genuinely wants to befriend her and prove that not all Invaders are destructive, dispelling the common Martian perception that they're intent on devouring their kind and ravaging the environment.

He has a close Martian friend named Pepawruvi, whom he deeply admires and cherishes due to his exceptional kindness, empathetic understanding that individuals hold diverse beliefs and values, and unwavering dedication to protecting the natural world. Previously, he had formed meaningful connections with a few Invader friends and four of his brothers who uniquely understood his conflicts with his own kind and treated him with respect. Following their tragic and untimely passing, he has profoundly felt their absence and occasionally reflects on cherished memories of them. He harbours intense opposition towards the Invader King, vehemently disagreeing with his colonialist and megalomaniac tendencies as well as his insatiable desire for control.

Backstory: Celuphoisa was born on Venus, six years after arriving in the Solar System. She was born from a union between a battle-hardened male Ravenous Invader and a female Grub Invader, who had been reserved for breeding rather than combat. She was the youngest of her siblings, all of whom were male. As she grew into adulthood, the other Invaders noticed Celuphoisa's deformed wings, prominent birthmark, shorter stature, and muteness, which set her apart from the other winged Invader Drones. Recognizing her anomalies, she was promptly labelled the "runt" of the Invaders, excluded from mating with Male Invader Drones and Morph Changers to preserve their lineage's perceived purity. Despite being dismissed by most of her older brothers, four of them—Kervosha, Ulaphormek, Bnahluzios, and Zubkoyhani—secretly supported her.

Kervosha, Ulaphormek, Bnahluzios, and Zubkoyhani not only taught her how to fight and hone her abilities but also shared some of their food scraps with her, providing sustenance and support in her time of need. She managed to make a few friends who understood her predicament or were facing a similar issue, and they often stuck by each other, especially during battles. She attempted to form bonds with her other brothers, but they responded with physical aggression and verbal insults, mocking her appearance as "hideous" and leaving her feeling isolated. Her parents largely rejected her, although her father occasionally offered words of encouragement before she headed into battle.

After being deemed unsuitable for breeding, the Invader King dispatched her to the frontlines, alongside other female Grub Invaders destined for cannon fodder. Defying expectations, she emerged victorious from every battle throughout her career from the conquest of Europa to the campaign at Pluto. Driven by a fierce determination to prove her worth, Celuphoisa refused to meet the same forgotten fate as her fallen sisters. She wore her battle scars with pride, seeing them as testaments to her resilience, tactical expertise, and status as a warrior. She proudly reminisces about her greatest achievements: single-handedly slaughtering hundreds of Neptunians, leading a raid on the Plutonian stronghold and overpowering its leader, and pilfering advanced alien technology from Methone, while expertly defending herself.

Despite earning respect from female Invaders, she faced persistent disregard from her male counterparts. Witnessing the mistreatment of female Grub Invaders by their male peers, she chose to distance herself from the gender-based discrimination. Adopting a male identity and renaming herself Celaphios, she aimed to blend in with the males and escape the bias. While some remained skeptical, most accepted her after the change. Nevertheless, Celaphios continues to question whether transitioning from female to male was the optimal decision, particularly considering the ongoing discrimination against female Grub Invaders.

He was doing well for a long time, despite occasional bullying from some of the male Invaders. However, his four supportive brothers and close friends consistently had his back and he would put up a fierce fight to scare them off. Tragedy struck when all of Celaphios' brothers, including Kervosha, Ulaphormek, Bnahluzios, and Zubkoyhani, died miserably during the conquest of Cyllene. This incident slowly led him to question the Invaders' intentions and the purpose of their conquests across planets, dwarf planets, and moons. As Celaphios grappled with these doubts, some Invaders, including his closest friends, began to become disillusioned with achieving the Invader King's vision of the New World.

Unfortunately for the rebels, the Invader King had anticipated their move after receiving intel from one of his Heaven Globule heralds about a potential uprising. Celaphios' friends and fellow rebels were dispatched to invade Io, but it was a ruse. His most loyal subjects slaughtered them for sport, deeming them "ideal prey”, and used them as sacrifices to the Invader King to ensure the health of new Invaders. Celaphios was devastated by the news, yet he deliberately pushed aside his grief, knowing that showing sympathy could put him in danger of meeting the same fate.

During the war against the Martians and Monoeyes, he struggled to muster the willpower to fight. The lingering grief over the loss of his brothers and close friends still weighed heavily on him. Furthermore, upon discovering his deep-seated pain, the Invaders escalated their harassment, exploiting his emotional vulnerability and targeting his sexual orientation and gender identity, repeatedly misgendering him. Some even suspected him of being a potential traitor, leading a few to keep a close eye on him, further eroding his sense of security. Stripped of his ability to participate in battles—the one aspect that made him feel like a valuable member of Invader society—Celaphios felt utterly useless and isolated. He was allowed to closely observe current human activities and the evolution of society on Earth, which brought him a sense of comfort and helped him appreciate life beyond Venus and the Rlyathok.

Later in life, the Invader King grew tired of the Invader runts' idle ways. To keep them occupied, he assigned them to investigation missions in uncolonized Earth regions. These missions involved minor terraforming experiments, which were carefully reversed to avoid arousing Martian suspicion. Celaphios, feeling rejuvenated, eagerly followed orders and performed well on these Earth missions. During one mission, just before dawn, Celaphios became distracted by a cluster of sea holly and collided with a Martian. The unexpected encounter startled both beings, as they had been led to believe that each other's species were sworn enemies and a threat to their respective goals.

However, Celaphios decided to push aside the prejudice and introduce himself to the Martian, offering a gift of sea holly. The Martian, though hesitant, accepted the gesture and introduced himself as Pepawruvi. As Celaphios continued to visit Earth, they slowly formed a bond, keeping their unlikely friendship a closely guarded secret. Their conversations often revolved around past experiences, fascinating discoveries about Earth, and the ongoing history of humanity. Pepawruvi nurtured Celaphios' love for nature, emphasising the importance of maintaining natural equilibrium and criticising the environmental harm caused by colonialism and destructive human activities. Before departing to focus on nursing Martian infants and conducting scientific experiments in the Rugname, Pepawruvi gifted Celaphios a blue jewel as a symbol of their friendship.

[saltywithsarcasm]

There’s no such thing as a justified genocide. 🇵🇸🕊️

I can see Law’s sword peeking into frame in the background.

[eccedeus]

[allthecanadianpolitics]

Prime Minister Justin Trudeau faced calls for an immediate ceasefire between Israel and Hamas during an unannounced visit to a Toronto-area mosque on Friday.

"Shame on you. How many more Palestinian children need to be slaughtered?" a woman in the crowd is heard telling Trudeau outside the mosque. "How many more before you call for a ceasefire?"

In a video provided to CBC News by a community member in attendance, Trudeau is seen inside the International Muslims Organization (IMO) Mosque in Etobicoke, Ont., trying to speak to the crowd. At one point, a man is heard yelling "Shame." Another man is heard asking Trudeau, "Do you condemn Israel?"

The Prime Minister's Office did not tell the media about the appearance in advance, which as of Friday evening had not appeared on his public itinerary.

The visit comes as more than 30 MPs have written a letter to the prime minister calling on him to advocate for a ceasefire between Israel and Hamas. [...]

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[sage-the-exorcist]

Two weeks ago I was admitted to Hala AlShawa Medical Center after the assailants raped me and also killed my beloved father in an attempt to save me. Unspeakable violation continues to haunt me only to find out that on my return from the hospital they had killed my mother too having no idea where my sibling is since he is nowhere to be found. Right now I am being accommodated by family friends who intend to drop me at the Rafah camp which I’m not okay with since I’m planning to flee to Egypt where my relatives are and at the camp once I get in for one to be released for safe evacuation you need to have $7000 which I can’t afford. Life's burdens weigh heavy on my young shoulders as I navigate the harsh realities of existence. Your support will make a significant difference in alleviating the my suffering. Donations received $6749/$7000.

///ooc: I’m hoping this isn’t another scam post. Please help these people get away from the occupation. Free Palestine.

(I’m hoping someone can verify this.)