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techdriveplay Ā· 5 months ago
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What Is the Average Price of an Electric Scooter?
Electric scooters have become a popular mode of transportation, offering an eco-friendly and cost-effective alternative to traditional vehicles. As more people look into this convenient travel option, a common question arises: what is the average price of an electric scooter? The average price of an electric scooter can range from USD 300 to USD 1,500, depending on factors such as brand,ā€¦
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asurrogateblog Ā· 1 month ago
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I keep seeing photos of people going to paul's tour dressed as john and listen, I get it, but I just feel like when you buy tickets to a concert its kind of an unwritten rule of conduct that you should try not to psychologically torture the performer as he stares out into the crowd with visions of the ghost of his dead lover. just sayin
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ellewod Ā· 3 months ago
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ā€œI think heā€™s been broken for a long time. Heā€™s just been trying to hide it, and survive, and make progress in himself. I think heā€™s conscious that he wants to be a better person. He just doesnā€™t quite know how. He hasnā€™t had that nurturing that you require to have a good understanding of values and morals and that capacity to love. Thatā€™s why I think his reaction to the loss of Jaehaerys was so visceral for him. This is the first time heā€™s fully allowed himself to love something and to feel that sensation of love. For that to be snatched away from him, that was the last straw ā€” or what he thought was the last straw until he was bedridden, caused by his own brother. So I think weā€™re going to see a very different side of Aegon where his want to be a good person and a good king has slightly started to dissipate. Heā€™s becoming colder and more calculated and I think he is going to really let his darkness out.ā€ ā€” Tom Glynn-Carney on the impact of Jaehaerysā€™ death, and Aegon in season three
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valtsv Ā· 2 years ago
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i've discovered in the past few months that i actually really enjoy socializing and listening to people, and that people like what i have to say and how i say it and my sense of humor (when i'm comfortable and familiar enough with them to be able to be able to be quick witted in conversations). however i'm unfortunately also extremely unsocialized due to a childhood spent alone almost 24/7 and often emotionally abused and neglected, so whenever i stumble (which i frequently do like a baby deer on ice) i default to word vomit, stock photo formulaic responses i've clearly rehearsed before, and that awful kind of defensive, insincere irony that makes it obvious i struggle to trust people and don't feel comfortable in my own skin. and i'm slowly improving and getting better at recognizing it and practicing so i can be more relaxed and self-assured and charismatic, not because i'm trying to be but because i'm genuinely confident and content with being myself, but it's fucking mortifying having to learn and catch up with like 20 years of experience that a lot of the people i talk to had when they were young enough for people to dismiss it as just the process of growing up and being allowed to be immature and make mistakes because you're literally a child (thank fuck for fellow neurodivergent people or i'd feel incredibly lonely despite my newfound joy in human interaction).
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footnoteinhistory Ā· 2 months ago
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"Jenkins, you know about hip-hop?" THE LIBRARIANS 1.05 "And the Apple of Discord"
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biggest-bara-tiddies Ā· 2 months ago
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Watching ABC news's post debate commentary and one of the first thing they're talking about is that Harris didn't explain why she changed her policy positions instead of like the fact that she had to endure Trump questioning her race to her face and managed a coherent response that didn't involve physically attacking him. Like Trump spent the entire debate incoherently rambling about racist nonsense, making a complete ass of himself by flat out refusing to answer questions, attempting to spin his failures as president in the most pathetic way imaginable, yelling, and being a complete loon which all gets summarized as him being "angry and defensive"
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keicordelle Ā· 7 months ago
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I love how Re:vale is introduced in the anime. I love their bait-and-switch, playing up the rumors and nerves of Idolish7 so they can sweep them off their feet a minute later and have a little fun doing it. It's funny and cute and presents their characters in a really expressive way.
And more than that, I love how they drop one performance in favor of another. It tricks you I7 into taking them at face value and accepting their routine as their reality -- which is not to say that they're not kind and nice and friendly in reality, or even that they don't have that sort of causal affection between them in private. But they are very much On from the moment Idolish7 steps foot in that dressing room. They know that they're idols not only for the audience, but also to the juniors that look up to them as role models. So their performance doesn't slip once during that entire intro sequence; they maintain their public personas, their tsukkomi/boke routine, and their fame-worthy acting the entire time.
The show holds them up to be the top of the idol scene, and boy howdy do we see it. It's not until later that we get to see behind the curtain, and we're reminded that they, too, are human. Attainable.
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skunkes Ā· 1 year ago
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doing figure drawing studies because i know thats what i should be doing right now but also ive been in a very insane deranged state for the past 2 months that leaves me like this whenever i look at a man for too long
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sinni-ok-sessi Ā· 8 days ago
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god apparently the secret to Getting Things Done is to do them while still asleep enough that the I Don't Wanna doesn't register so much
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whitehartlane Ā· 2 months ago
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so weird how pplā€™s perceptions of fan support differ bc i just saw someone say that us cheering and applauding the lads after that chelsea game at home last season was very weak mentality of us because weā€™re just accepting mediocrity meanwhile i thought it was one of the most beautiful shows of support iā€™ve ever seen in my life when it comes to football. sure we can all cheer at goals but when it comes down to it are we going to cheer on the lads when we suffer defeat and make sure they know we believe in them?
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oblivious-aro Ā· 4 days ago
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Maya Fey in Ace Attorney 1: Her insecurity about her usefulness after she loses her powers provides an interesting commentary on the ā€˜magic userā€™ role that girls in fiction (especially in 90s/00s media) are often given to ā€˜justifyā€™ their presence in a primarily male cast to a primarily (though not exclusively) male audience. Her magic is her use. Her magic is her value. What message does this send to the audience who lives in the real world where girls canā€™t use magic?Ā 
Not only is the inadequacy one would feel from not having access to the ability theyā€™ve been led to believe gives them their value acknowledged, the game then goes on to assure that these fears, although understandable, are unfounded. Maya isnā€™t useful because of her ability to channel spirits, but because of who she is as a person. Yes that does include spirit channelling sometimes, but Maya doesnā€™t lose her value when she loses that power. She still makes essential contributions towards winning trials because she is just as stubbornly determined as Phoenix to find the truth. Mayaā€™s value doesn't come from having a special power, it comes from the same attributes that give Phoenix his value; attributes that anyone can have, no matter what theyā€™ve been led to believe about themselves.
Maya Fey in all subsequent games: Constantly gets kidnapped and/or needs to be saved by Phoenix.
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infernal-feminae Ā· 6 days ago
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You know, I could just be overthinking things, but with the Glam Sisters dressed as ghosts in the Halloween merch, I'm beginning to wonder if they might be infestor demons as well...
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danthropologie Ā· 22 days ago
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I love your tags. Your tags speak to me. They tell me Iā€™m not alone in my delusions.
the hope really is never ending isn't it šŸ˜­
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generic-sonic-fan Ā· 11 months ago
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Me, the writer: the people around you care about your existence outside of a transactional relationship Unit MS-1: that is bullshit and here's 2,689 reasons why
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rickybaby Ā· 1 year ago
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Ricciardo is underselling himself as being ā€œback to normal Danielā€, though. Having stayed in touch with him through this period since leaving McLaren, seen his ups and downs through his Red Bull, Renault and McLaren stints and heard how heā€™s used the time away from the sport (in a racing capacity) to recharge physically and mentally and ease the pressure that had constantly been on his shoulders for around a decade, it feels ā€“ if anything ā€“ like heā€™s levelled up.
He himself says heā€™s ā€œnot really scared of anything that is going to be thrown my wayā€ having ā€œbeen through a lot the last few yearsā€. Those sentences alone show how far he has come.
[ā€¦]You can tell heā€™s relishing the challenge of not only jumping in mid-season (last time he did that, he made his F1 debut with Hispania) but finding a way to scramble some points in a car that is currently the slowest of all and rooted to the bottom of the constructorsā€™ championship. He knows itā€™s going to be really hard ā€“ but heā€™s backing himself to get the job done.
[ā€¦]That might still only mean points here and there, but those points will be crucial in what is a tight fight in the constructorsā€™ championship from seventh through to 10th.
And that kind of good job would make a return to the Red Bull works team a genuine possibility. Itā€™s a heck of a challenge ā€“ but he says with impressive conviction that heā€™s up for it. Yep, the confidence and belief is certainly back. This is going to be fun to watch.
Ricciardo is falling back in love with F1 and is ready to go again ā€“ this is going to be fun to watch
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angelof-thevoid Ā· 2 months ago
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Favorite Ship / Supernova
(disclaimer: i hc eris morn with they/them pronouns)
Lately, things have been calm and she got her paperwork for the day done sooner than usual, so with the free time Ikora decided it would be nice to have a spontaneous date. She sends a message to Eris, hoping they arenā€™t busy at the moment. At least, far as she knew there shouldnā€™t be anything taking up their time. After a few moments Ikora smiles when her screen lights up with a response.
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Itā€™s a cool, clear night where youā€™d swear you could see every star in the galaxy that wasnā€™t eclipsed by the moonlight. A sight like this wasnā€™t possible in the last city, and seldom did Ikora get the chance to venture out of it. Duty was a chain and it kept her not too far from the city, but in the rare chances she had the opportunity she wanted to take advantage.
Setting down a blanket on the side of a hill, Ikora places two comfortable, large pillows she had against the incline. Eris patiently stood by, their form illuminated by the light of the moon as they looked up to the sky. She wondered how much hive eyes could pick up on the distant pin-pricks of light, having been told they weren't the same as human ones. If you compared it to human vision, technically you could say they were blind.
Nonetheless, they mentioned their way of ā€œseeingā€ just works differently now. They still had a sense of their surroundings, even knew the distance between themselves and the moon. An odd thing to be precognitive of but they chalked it up to it being the birthplace of their transformation, when Eris became kin to the very enemy they sought the end of.
How things have changed. Outside of that Eris had a sensitivity to paracausality which gave her a refined sense of other guardians as well as the shape of their light, despite being without. Strange changes, but not without some benefits. Ikora reaches over to gently bump her hand against theirs to catch Erisā€™ attention without startling them. As if much could startle them anymore.
ā€œFinished?ā€ Eris asks as they turn to look at Ikora who nods, the pairā€™s hands linking together as they settle onto the cozy patch. They lean back, side by side with hands still intertwined and multiple points of contact between their bodies. Silence hung in the air for a short time as they enjoyed the view, until Ikora broke it with a question. One she had long wondered about since Erisā€™ ascent from the Hellmouth.Ā 
ā€œDo you miss it?ā€ She softly questions, gently squeezes Erisā€™ hand with her thumb rubbing against the length of theirs. ā€œMiss what?ā€ They reply after a short second. ā€œThe light. What you were, before-ā€ Ikora stops herself choosing not to say the rest.Ā 
A contemplative pause, ā€œIt doesnā€™t matter now, does it? It happened. All I can do is move forward in spite of it.ā€ That solemn answer cuts straight through Ikoraā€™s question with a knifeā€™s edge. She turns her head toward Eris who continues, ā€œNothing good comes from dwelling on whatā€™s missing.ā€ and then a little quieter. ā€œDo you wish I was unchanged?ā€Ā 
Ikora frowns and quickly sits up, turning her whole body towards them. ā€œI only wish for you to return from the things you hunt every time, safe and sound.ā€ Eris gazes at her as she leans over to rest a hand against their cheek. ā€œIt doesnā€™t matter, as long as youā€™re still here.ā€ She gives Eris an affectionate smile.
Erisā€™ own lips quirk up as they sit up as well, faces hovering inches apart before they make the first move to kiss Ikora. It lasts mere seconds as they slowly break apart but still close enough to feel each otherā€™s breath. ā€œIn my darkest, loneliest moments, I miss the presence of your light over mine.ā€Ā 
To think, after everything thatā€™s happened including losing the light, Eris would rather have Ikora leaves her feeling a certain way. She feels the void open its empty maw in her chest, wanting to devour her heart over the proclamation. ā€œDo you?ā€ Ikora breathes out, letting the void energy trickle through her fingertips against Erisā€™ cheek.
Erisā€™ shivers a little from the sensation as they turn their face more into her hand, the ever present dark tears dissipate against Ikoraā€™s radiant light. ā€œI do.ā€ Almost reluctantly, they retreat from the physical contact to look Ikora full on when they ask, ā€œShow me your light.ā€
It comes out not as a question but like a loverā€™s request for their partner to share their body. And traveler save her, she finds herself bending easily to it. Usually Ikora wasnā€™t for unnecessary displays of her light, but she couldnā€™t resist Eris. So she adjusts into a kneeled position and brings her hands to hover in front of her mid-air.
Fluorescent violet light begins to form in a small, concentrated ball between her hands, steadily growing in size and luminescence. Ikora envisions in her mind pouring the void into a container, particles being shifted in an even circular motion that continues to slowly get bigger.Ā 
Itā€™s the size of a kick ball when she decides to stand up, purple light shining its hue across the two of them. Eris watches the nova bomb increase further and further until Ikora has to lift it over her head and release it up toward the sky, flying up and up to a seemingly impossible height until it explodes like a collapsing star.
Like a firework streaks of void shoot outward from the center and leave glittering trails of void as the bolts try and fail to find a target, thus bursting into smaller showers of purple that sparkle amongst the starry sky. An imprint of the void lingers like the burn of an afterimage from a too bright light.
ā€œBeautiful.ā€ Eris says in appreciation. Ikora sits back down with them as they reach out to grab her hand and trace it, making her shiver in return. She pulls their hand up to her mouth and kisses the knuckles of it, huffing a short laugh. ā€œIā€™m glad you can still find beauty in the light.ā€
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