#pori things

[themisfitsedge]

Shining Brighter then the Stars

The night, the light, the sight of it all was just so much to take in. Blood and carnival, they always came together but never had you seen anything like this. You lazily twirl around as your every sense catches onto the different lights, sounds, and smells. Costumes galore, sights to behold, and fancy dresses that you're pretty sure would cost more than some people's hives.

Still that was the fun of it all, and the novelty. The 12th Perigee Yule Ball was a fun place to let loose, dress in extravagance, and shine brighter than any of the stars in the sky. Drink the right drink or smoke the right joint and you might see them shine even brighter. Hell, you felt like you were having a high right now, especially as you waited patiently for your beautiful date to make her way back from the bar.

It really was miraculous that she'd asked you here. She was always bubbly and excitable, but you always noticed that little undertone of shy there. You were the one who always took that step forward and were bold despite your tired demeanor, but this was her way of coming into her own. She had asked you here and the smile that dawns your face now shows more than enough of how you feel about it. If anyone hadn't noticed that, then you're sure that the lime hanging from your neck would also show how you felt about your little bunny.

And what she was to you, yours. Even if it wasn't officially official.

Still she was a sight to behold when she walked out of her tent to meet you. You thought formal wear would work, still tied into your normal look with corset and gauntlets to match, but that frilly ball gown kind of thing that people always talked about wasn't the only way to go, not tonight. When Velvet walked out... it was in the most beautiful outfit that you'd ever seen. Gold and purple and white shined on her in carnival glory, it was change and one that showed that she had really come into her own.

It's kind of funny to think about...You had seen her when she was awkward, giggly, and still trying to figure out who she was supposed to be. You watched her stumble her way through life and make friends and enemies, laugh and cry, and now here she was really just...there. This was her, this is who she was meant to be. This is the person that everything led to. It wasn't her grand finale, not by a long shot, but you felt like you were on the peek of a roller coaster, peering over with only a glimpse of what was to come before you begin to zoom off into the unknown. Your heart rate rose every time you saw her smile and now you just know you'll have an exciting ride with her by her side.

When she walks back over you, skip in her step and smile on her lips, you feel your heart skip with it. You take the drink with a smile, leaning down and kissing her cheek before letting out a chuckle. She blushes and looks away for a brief moment before meeting you with a smile of her own.

"Hey Pori, I've been wanting to ask you, have you ever been to one of these before?

"What, you really think that I'd get all dolled up for just anyone? Nah."

"And yet you're walking around here like a pro, nice to see you standing tall."

"How can I not? I have you for company." You take her hand and kiss it, winking at her and holding it by your side with a squeeze.

She smiles and looks at you nervously, worrying her lip between her teeth for a moment and you can't help but smile fondly, half lidded eyes taking in her every expression with a warm glow unfit for the cold nights of the Perigee. Then she looks at you again and you smile at her questioningly, tilting your head as you wait for her next words.

"Pori, I wanted to ask you something-or say something I guess?"

"What is it?" You ask bemused.

Velvet pauses for a moment, looking nervous but with a small shy smile she fiddles with your fingers, thumbing over each knuckle and tracing the pads of your fingers, a deep flush staining her cheeks. "I wanted...I wanted to ask you if you'd wanna go on more dates like this. You know, officially? As my...flush."

You stare, eyes wide as a flush rises to your own cheeks. It wasn't rare for people to ask you out, for a night or for a date, but never for a quad. But more then that you know what this meant, especially to her. Especially after that had happened. You know what Velvet was asking and damn if it didn't make your cheeks flush like nothing else. Your heart pounds and your hands begin to sweat. You feel like a teenager all over again. A nervous laugh comes out and you glance away shyly, tucking back a strand of your hair before looking back, meeting her eyes and nodding.

"Yeah-I mean...I'd...I'd like to."

She smiles at you, beams really and bounces, the excitement flooding the air around her. "Really?" You nod and she squeals in excitement before bouncing up on her heels and kissing you all over your face. You laugh and turn your face before kissing her back, smiling and laughing as you wrap your arms around her.

In that moment nothing else mattered, you and Velvet were the only ones in the world right now, and the smiles you gave each other...hell even the stars couldn't shine brighter.

[poryphoria]

Dose Anyone else kind of feel like fandom has turned into some highschool mean girls popularity contest bullshit. like good fucking luck if the unconscious hivemind doesn't consider a character fuckable or shippable they simply Don't exist within fanon anymore regardless of their story relevance and if they do they're grossly mischaracterized as a morally reprehensible terrible person that's only ever good for like. Making fun of. like does anyone else feel this way. I think I am losing my mind

[poryqons-art]

honing my fuckign craft of nefarious grinners

[ask-spamton-gpory-spamgon]

@bandidodododo: can I buy a pipis or sumthin ??

"I ALSO HAVE OTHER ITEMS IN [surplus], POTIONS, FOOD, BATTLE ITEMS, CONSTRUCTION EQUITMENT, SEEDS, YOU [think it] IT I'VE GOT IT!"

"BUT SURE YOU WANT A [pipis] YOU GOT IT! JUST TELL ME YOUR ADDRESS AND COMFIRM PAYMENT!"

[justcollectingsomecreatures]

MYSTERY GIFT

Porygon-Z Mimikyu... Porygon-M?

Tera Electric, Quirky, Male

Awww, what a cute little fella!!

[nattikay]

bedtime

NOTE: stä'noli should be stolä'ni, that was a pretty rudimentary mistake and I'm not really sure what was going on in my brain when I wrote it but 😅 maybe i'll fix it on the image later but i can't be bothered right this minute, i'm already up way later than I should be as is (have an early day tomorrow)

Further language notes/rambling under the cut!

"wait, isn't Jake supposed to be spelled Tsyeyk in Na'vi?" Yes it is! And if I'd given that line to a monolingual Na'vi speaker I would've spelled it that way. BUT Neytiri is bilingual and does not pronounce it "Tsyeyk" (I mean, technically she doesn't say "Jake" either, it's more like "Zheyk" but w/e). So for her specifically I keep the j. I suppose at that point I could've just kept the English spelling completely, but leaving silent letters at the end like that makes things weird in written Na'vi given all the grammatical endings that can be applied (not that that matters in this comic because they weren't needed for the line but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

Speaking of Jake, writing Na'vi dialogue for him is fun to me because he's not a native speaker which means I'm free to give him all sorts of beginner habits and/or mistakes, especially given that by his own admission he struggled learning the language. However, since I'm working within a pretty broad time frame, I had to remind myself that he wouldn't be a beginner forever.

I bring this up because there are two aspects of Jake's dialogue here that I was going to point out as...well, not wrong, but as more "English-y" habits I'd headcanoned he might hang on to...but on further reflection changed my mind because I realized that at the time of this comic he's been living with the Omatikaya for nearly ten years and would be pretty much fluent. I still left it written that way but am no longer headcanoning that that's ~just how he talks~ at this point in his life. After all, if I'm conscious of these habits after just two years of studying the language as a casual hobby, is it really believable that he'd be clinging to them after nearly a decade of full daily immersion, even with his self-admitted struggle with language learning? 😅

Anyways, for the sake of rambling about my hobby regardless, one of these aspects was using SVO word order, like English. Na'vi is a free-word-order language, so SVO is valid, but most Na'vi speakers are not going to stick to it exclusively. I think Jake, like many native-English-speaking learners, may have relied on this word order earlier on because that's just how his brain has been wired to process information, but at this point I think just by sheer exposure he'd have broken out of any strict adherence to it, intentional or otherwise.

The other thing is concerning possessive. The standard Na'vi grammatical ending for possessive is -yä. But Na'vi grammar also includes a concept called inalienable possession, which refers to things that are intrinsically yours and cannot be given away. What exactly qualifies as inalienable varies between languages that have such a concept, but with Na'vi it's most commonly seen with body parts. Inalienable possession can be marked with -yä, but there is a slight preference to mark it with the topical, -ri, instead. So, compare:

Peyä mehinam lu ngim. His legs are long. Pori mehinam lu ngim. His legs are long (lit. "concerning him, the legs are long")

Both of these are considered acceptable, but the -ri version is considered just slightly "better" (for lack of a better term).

You'll notice that Jake uses peyä instead of pori here; this was because the peyä structure is a more direct equivalent to the English construction, so it's pretty common for new learners to use it instead of -ri. And again it's not wrong, so it's not exactly a mistake per se. So it seemed like a reasonable "Englishy-but-still-technically-correct" habit for Jake to hang on to. And I do still think that may well have been in the case...in his earlier years 😅

soooo yeah. I will still probably be giving Jake some of those speaking habits in comics and such that take place only 2-3 years after A1, but once you get to around 10 years like this one...yeah I think it'll make more sense to just write his dialogue like that of any other fluent Na'vi-speaking character lol

[embrosegraves]

𝕊𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕀𝕔𝕖 𝔸𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥

(request) Kimi Räikkönen x Fem!Reader Kimi only allowed one person to truly know him. You.

Warnings: a bit of cussing, poorly google translated Finnish, and extremely brief research of cities in Finland. Briefly edited.

Kimi famously never allowed his emotions to be on open display for the people around him. He never let people see behind his frosty facade. He never let people get close enough for them to figure him out. He always kept everyone at a distance so there was no possible way for anyone to truly know the type of man he was. Excluding his parents, there was only one exception to all of it.  

You. 

Kimi never intended to bump into anyone on his break between seasons. He had chosen Pori specifically because he knew that no one he worked with knew enough about Finland to know where Pori was. None of his colleagues knew that Pori was roughly a 3 hour drive north west of his home town. With a population of 83 thousand compared to Espoo’s 310 thousand, it wasn’t an extremely well known place. 

Kimi supposed he shouldn’t’ve been so surprised when he bumped into you, causing your coffee to spill everywhere. But he couldn’t help it. He never would’ve expected to literally bump into someone he worked with. 

“Katsu se!” You exclaimed. Too busy trying to wipe off the spilt coffee before it could stain your coat too badly. [Watch it!]

“L/n?” 

Of course you knew who it was, how could you not? It wasn’t like you spent a majority of the year around him, battling it out every weekend for top spot on the podium. 

“What Räikkönen? Didn’t expect to see me over break?” You finally looked up and made eye contact with the Finn. 

“Why are you in Finland?” 

“Am I not allowed to go home during winter break?” This had stunned Kimi more than bumping into you. 

“Home?” 

Your annoyance had disappeared a while ago, the whole situation was too amusing for you to be truly annoyed. “Räikkönen, just because I race under a different flag doesn’t mean I’m not associated with another country. I was born in Pori, spent 14 years here before moving overseas.” 

After that the rest was history. You ended up spending more and more of your winter break around Kimi. So much time that the Finn found himself opening up more and more around you. At first he had been the same cold, closed off Kimi that you were used to, but soon enough his metaphorical ice walls began to melt around you. He learnt that your mother had been born in Finland and had met your father while on holiday. You told him that your father had moved to Finland to be with your mother and that you always spent winter break in Pori. You travelled so much for the rest of the year you found there was no point travelling between seasons. 

Throughout your time together, Kimi found himself telling you things he had only ever told his parents. He told you how he had wanted to eventually settle down and start a family. He told you that he truly did believe that Formula 1 was a hobby, that it wasn’t just something he said for the cameras. He told you that sometimes, in the privacy of his own home, he often thought about his imaginary daughters running around and filling his house with giggles and bright smiles. 

Eventually, the winter break would come to an end, and you would both have to go back to the rush of racing every weekend. About a week before preseason testing, you had been hanging out with Kimi in your living room. Talking about everything you had done so far in your careers. Kimi had smiled when you started to laugh at the story he had just finished telling. 

Watching you laugh at something he said had him feeling almost giddy with nerves. He had never felt this way with a woman before. Not one to let an opportunity slip by, he spoke up softly. 

“Y/n?” 

“Yes Kimi?” You responded, trying your best to calm down from laughing.

“Let me take you on a date.” 

“Kimi- what?” 

“I want to take you on a date. These last months have let me understand that everything I want in life, I want them to be with you.” He said. Taking your hand in his, he spoke with a sincerity you had never seen or heard in a man before. “Let me take you on a date and show you.” 

Your free hand had covered your mouth as he spoke. A month ago, when you realised what your own feelings for him were, you had become determined to never mention them. There was no way The Iceman of all people would feel the same about you. Yet here he was. Sitting on your couch and asking you to go on a date with him. 

“Yes.” 

Kimi gave you a smile that had become less and less rare the more you spent time with him. 

“Thank you.” 

It had been three years since then. In that time you had gone on dates in every country you had travelled to. You both celebrated every win and comforted every loss. Two years into dating, Kimi had asked you to move in and marry him and during the mid-year break, surrounded by both your immediate families, you had become Y/n Räikkönen. Kimi hadn’t cared about telling the other drivers or the media, and you had agreed saying that it would be far funnier if they found out on their own. So nothing had changed in your public routines. In your head you thought the funniest part of it all would be that no one on the grid knew you had even started dating each other. 

Neither of you had gone out of your way to avoid the other, in fact the other drivers often saw you both hanging around each other. Nobody had any inkling that You and Kimi were together as more than friends. Many gossip sources chalked it up to the two “outcasts” of the grid hanging out and left it at that. So it was a surprise to everyone when some fans had pointed out on social media that your signature had changed from your race number and maiden name to Räikkönen. 

Jensen and Fernando, being constantly online, had dragged Sebastian to immediately start searching for the Finn. What they had found was more surprising than your change of signature. Opening the door to Kimi’s drivers room, the three of them saw you sitting on the couch with Kimi lounging on your lap, asleep. You had one hand running through his hair as he slept while the other was scrolling on your phone. Looking up as the door opened, you smiled when you saw who it was. 

“Hello boys. Anything I can help you with?” You asked. Fernando was too shocked to say anything and Jensen had just started stuttering out incoherent sounds, so it was up to Sebastian. 

“There are fans saying that your signature has changed.” 

You huffed a gentle laugh, trying not to disturb your husband from his rest. “That’s because it has.” 

“But why?” Jensen had managed to get his English under control enough to start actually speaking. 

“Why’d you think it would change Jense?” You were having too much fun with this. 

“But you have never shown any interest in Kimi. And Kimi doesn’t show interest in anything, so when?” It was Fernando’s turn to get over his shock. “How long have you been married? Why did we not know?” 

By now Kimi was definitely awake, though he made no show of it. You could feel Kimi’s hand that was resting between you and the couch back start to gently stroke your thigh. You knew he was also amused. 

“I wasn’t aware I needed to tell you who I was interested in. If I’d known I would’ve told you three years ago.” 

“Three years!?” The three of them cried. 

Eyes still closed, Kimi mumbled to you. “Käske heitä naimaan. Nukun.” [Tell them to fuck off. I’m sleeping.]

“Luulen, että olet levännyt tarpeeksi, rakkaani.” You replied laughing. All Kimi did was groan. [I think you’ve rested enough, my love.] 

“If you wake up properly, I’ll give you a kiss.” 

Opening his eyes, Kimi briefly glanced at the three flabbergasted men still in his driver's room, before looking directly at you. “Teet kovaa kauppaa, vaimo.” [You drive a hard bargain, wife.] 

He sat up nonetheless and moved so you could place your legs over his lap. He looked at the others and spoke. “What else did you want to blubber about?” 

 Kimi was aware that he had a resting bitch face, and most times he didn’t mean to glare at people, but the three men in front of you had clearly been terrified of what Kimi might do if they stayed, so they quickly made their way out of the room. 

“I told you they would find out from the fans.” You laughed. A smile broke out on Kimi’s face. 

“I really thought they were smart enough to figure it out themselves.” 

“Sebastian I could understand, but we’re talking about Jensen and Fernando here, my love. They were never going to figure it out on their own.” 

“That’s true.” Kimi shifted you closer to him, so that you were sitting on his lap facing him. “I believe I was promised a kiss, Wife.” 

“How could I ever deny you, Husband?” You whispered, leaning in close and gently placing your lips to his. His hand moved to the back of your neck to pull you closer and deepen the kiss. Both of you aware of the three drivers that had yet to move from the other side of Kimi’s door. 

It wasn’t your fault if they saw something they shouldn’t’ve.

Okay, time got away from me for a bit but here it is!

I hope you all enjoyed!

Likes, replies and reblogs are always appreciated <3

[valtionrautatiet-official]

Hey totally-official-VR! Can you tell us anything cool about the railway station in Loimaa? I hear the building is of a crop of station buildings that's rather rare to find these days :)

Hi totally-unknown-anon! The Loimaa station is indeed an interesting one, and certainly rare enough for Museovirasto (the Finnish Heritage Agency) to have listed it as a nationally important building.

Street facade. TeVe, Wikimedia Commons.

So. The Loimaa station is one of the original surviving stations of the Toijala–Turku line, built in 1876. It's also one of the numerous station built for operational reasons: the location, near the bridge passing Loimijoki, was approximately at the halfway point of the railway. Thus, despite being built in the middle of a forest, the Loimijoki station (as it was originally know) was the only III class station on the line (Turku and Toijala were II class, all others were IV or V class).

Platform facade. Mikkoau, Wikimedia Commons.

The station building is again likely designed by Knut Nylander, who was VR's in-house architect at the time, but the plans are unsigned. Somewhat unusually for the time, the plans are unique; usually Nylander and his successors produced type drawings that were copied for numerous stations along the same line and even across different lines to save costs. The Loimaa station was a one-off, and in the Renaissance revival style that was typical of Nylander's later work for the Pohjanmaa line, but contrasted with the other stations of the Toijala–Turku and Hämeenlinna–Tampere lines (which were built simultaneously). To my eye the station also has some similarity to the long since demolished old stations of Lahti and Viipuri, but of course I'm just an enthusiastic amateur.

Also somewhat unusually, the Loimaa station remains largely unaltered from the original; commonly, stations were built with a minimal budget and needed to be expanded later on, but this was never necessary for Loimaa.

An undated view of the station area, presumably from the late 1960s or the 1970s. The station itself to the left, behind the Dm7 railbuses and Dm9 fast train unit. Next to it is the freight station. Suomen rautatiemuseo.

After construction of the station, a town quickly sprung up around it, becoming the most important centre of the area and it is today the administrative centre of the Loimaa municipality.

Had history played out differently, Loimaa could have become a major intersection station, as from the late 1800s until the 1950s there were plans to build a direct line from Helsinki to Pori, which would have crossed the Toijala–Turku line at Loimaa. From the point of view of architecture it's perhaps a good thing this didn't happen, as a major elevation in status for Loimaa would have probably resulted in the station building being torn down and replaced by a larger one.

[fever-project]

I was in a bit of a creative rut for a while, but thanks to the new Pokémon DLC I have now came up with a Linked Universe Pokémon AU! No real story(but a lot of lore, I have thought up of so much lore), just vibes and throwing Pokémon at the chain. Here’s Wild with a Porygon-Z. I didn’t change his design too much, just simplifying a few things and changing a few colors. I have some doodles of Wild with the rest of his team + refs under the cut, with their names included!

Porygon-Z | Pory-Z (gotta kept the Z in there)

Raticate | Ratatatatata (Wild never remembers how many “ta” he put in the name, so he just adds or subtracts some)

Dudunsparce | Dun Dun Dun! (Originally named “Dunny Boy” before he evolved into a three-segment)

Unfezant | Trans (found as a Tranquill and Wild saw the opportunity)

Arboliva | Smol (what else would you name a Smoliv?)

Cyclizar | CycCycCycle (Wild me couldn’t think of anything funnier to name her)

I have so much lore for this Pokémon AU, please ask me about it. I’m also drawing Twilight next because I have my favorite ideas for him. I was also going to redesign the Sheikah Slate but I just kept it as it is in the end.

[porygon-supremacy]

Regarding my previous reblog about Poke-powered tech: it is worth mentioning that keeping your tech in good condition is vital for the Pokemon's quality of life. This especially goes for Porygons.

I found my Porygons in abandoned labs from an evil team in my region. This lab was around a long time ago, so we didn't really know enough about keeping porygons in computers at the time the tech in this lab was made. The computers were still able to be powered up, but they weren't in perfect condition due to how long they had gone without maintenance.

In result, my Pories have suffered some data rot (it's a bit like brain damage to them, and I mean this genuinely; I'm not making a joke). Which is why they're disabled. Any expert I was able to contact and consult could only tell me that it won't progress and they're not in pain, so they're just like this.

As good a hacker, programmer and hardware modder as I am, I don't feel comfortable altering the code of a living thing - which Pories ARE alive, make no mistake about it - so instead, I modified all of my tech to be more compatible with them.

[themisfitsedge]

Pori are you single? If not who's the lucky fucker and HOW?

"Nah motherfucker, this gal is taken as can be by a bunny babe in the carnival and trust me when I say I'm the lucky one. She adds a spring to my step and a light to my life. As for the how, well...a lot of time and patience on both ends. Velvet's been through a lot and so have I. A few sweeps ago I never would have imagined us bein' together but now things just fell into place."

[poryphoria]

thinking abt thematics i personally think project gestalt and project kobold should be like. foils to eachother.

project gestalt is this massive, nightmarish genetic mess born of flesh and blood, made for rending skin and crushing bone as painfully and messily as it takes to get Phobos to where he wants to be. they're enormous (made to grow indefinitely), loud, and always make a huge entrance when they appear-- however, the s-3lf eater is this pristine, poignant figure that moves with the same sort of stealth i imagine a crane stalking fish in the water with. you often don't even realize she's appeared ingame until she's right up on you- the only warning you ever receive that she's encroaching is that ominous ass toll, precisely like some kind of reaper.

gonne died quietly, erased completely- not even her office survived. no one speaks of her, not once is she brought up by the other three head scientists until she's literally right in front of christoff's face and hunting him down with a scythe. (even then, he only addresses her by name after she's already sealed away again....)

on the other hand, phobos went out screaming- in the wake of his death the entire city was turned upside down, and his visage haunts the area for years to come. his men continue to work for him as if he's alive- his corpse is still able to be found in the room he died in, left bloodied and on display.

i dunno i dunno. red and blue, the carnality of flesh and the perfection of machinery..... perhaps something to be said about nevada as a whole with that last bit, considering what the universe's creator is called! im just thinking about them. huooo.....

[pokemonranch]

rotom phone or pory-phone?

...Regular phone? I understand the current "wave" of having a rotom-phone like it's a normal thing to have, but we didn't really have that when I was a trainer and I never truly learnt. Maybe if my phone broke down I wwwwould think of getting a Rotom-phone. Perhaps.

Also, I've never heard of a Pory-Phone? Is that the Kantonian version, an old model, or just a new style using a Porygon? I'm frankly more interested in learning about that one!

[this-machine-runs-on-coffee]

"THE BALLAD OF JANE DOE" 2015 SONG CYCLE VERSION THIS IS NOT AN EXACT TRANSLATION, THIS IS AN ADAPTATION (AND ONE THAT STILL NEEDS TONS OF FIXING AT THAT)

I got obsessed with the old versions. "Play To Win" might be done one day and Noel's Lament with the added verse will surely be done one day. I've changed a few thing I have wanted to change for a while on the official "TBOJD"'s adaptation for a while but don't feel like it's in time to do so anymore.

ASK ME FOR PERMISSION BEFORE USING THIS, DO CREDIT ME IF YOU EVER USE THIS (I doubt you will it’s impractical and still needs so much fixing it’s unbelievable) AND TELL ME/LINK WHATEVER YOU USED IT FOR USING REBLOGS (because for some reason Tumblr doesn’t like comments with links and while I do think I understand why I don’t always like it)

(the apostrophes [or however ’ is called] are used to shorten the number of syllables often in poetry so I’m obviously abusing that power.)

JANE: ALCUNI DIRAN CHE NE SIAM FUORI MUOVENDO MARGHERITE, DOPO CHE MUORI MA IN FIN DEI CONTI, SIAM SOLO MORTI ALDILà, PARADISIACO DOV'è LA MIA ANIMA? IDILLIACO AVERE TESTE ATTACCATE AI LORO CORPI NON PER ME NON PER ME NON PER ME NON PER ME NON HA SENSO TEMER LA MORTE MENTRE ARRIVA LA NOSTRA SORTE POICHé I VERMI NECESSITAN DEI NOSTRI CUORI C'è SOLO UNA PAURA RICORRENTE QUI L'ANIMA MIA, è PRESENTE? O STA MARCENDO IN TRAPPOLA TRA I MIEI PORI? ANIMA MIA ANIMA MIA ANIMA MIA ANIMA MIA OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH AH-AHH! SENZ'ANIMA, CORP'INNOMINATO NIENTE STORIA, CHE PECCATO CRUDEL'ESISTENZA FU SOLO UNA FARSA OH SAN PIETRO, FAMM'ENTRARE CHI IO SON STATA DOVRAI SAPERE NON MI DIRAI INFINE CHI SON IO? CHI SON IO CHI SON IO CHI SON IO CHI SON IO CHI SON IO CHI SON IO CHI SON IO CHI SON IO OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH AH-AHH! E DAL TERRENO SOTTO DI ME SENTO L'ANGOSCIA DI CHI PIù NON C'è CORO: 'N COR CHE COMPLETO MAI è JANE: COME UNA VECCHIA DIMENTICATA MELODIA UNA CANZONE CHE NESSUNO SA DIMENTICATO COME FA SOLO JOHN E ME SEMPR'E PER SEMPRE UNA JANE DOE NESSUNO A PIANGERE O A FRIGNAR NIENTE ASCENSIONE NEL CIELO DA FAR CORO: NESSUN'A CANTAR, NESSUN'A SOSPIRAR JANE: TUTTI NATI PER FATICARE E INTRAPPOLATI'N BARE ORA NESSUNO VIVO SA ED ECCO COME VA SOLO JOHN E ME SEMPR'E PER SEMPRE UNA JANE DOE E MI CHIEDO PERCHé, DIO? SE QUEST'è COME MUOIO, DIO? PERCHé RIMANER SENZA FAMIGLIA E AMICI?

NESSUNA CELEBRAZIONE SOLO 'STA CONSOLAZIONE CRONO MANGIA TUTT'I SUOI FIGLI ALLA FINE

'NA MELODIA L'ARIA ATTRAVERSA QUANDO CALA'L SILENZIO, NESSUNO S'INTERESSA? CORO: CHI S'INTERESSA? JANE: 'N'ALTRA TRISTE, DIMENTICATA MELODIA 'N'ALTRA CANZONE CHE NESSUNO SA ED ECCO COME VA SOLO JOHN E ME SEMPR'E PER SEMPRE UNA JANE DOE CORO: (E MI CHIEDO) E SI CHIEDE PERCHé, DIO? JANE: PERCHé, PERCHé, PERCHé, PERCHé CORO: NON è MODO DI MORIR, DIO JANE: NESSUN'A CANTAR, NESSUN'A SOSPIRAR ORA CHE TUTT'è DETTO E FATTO NON C'è NESSUNO A DIRMI CHI SON IO? NIENTE CANZONI DI CELEBRAZIONE AH-AH-AH-AHH CORO: SOLO STA TRISTE SPECULAZIONE JANE: AH-AHH COME JOHN SARò ETERNAMENTE UN NOME DIMENTICATO DA QUALCUN'ABBANDONATO SOLO JANE JANE DOE

CORO: 'NA MELODIA L'ARIA ATTRAVERSA QUANDO CALA'L SILENZIO, NESSUNO S'INTERESSA? CORO + JANE: JANE DOE

So, direct translation! (used in this [and in this sometimes!] to specify the meanings and explain certain word choices)

JANE: SOME MIGHT SAY WE’RE OUT MOVING DAISIES, AFTER YOU'RE DEAD BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY (quite literally at the end of the count but figuratively and just as a set phrase it works), WE’RE JUST DEAD AFTERLIFE (it did give me that as a translation for kingdom come in Italian [wordreference I love you]), PARADISIACAL(/heavenly) WHERE’S MY SOUL? IDYLLIC TO HAVE HEADS ATTACHED TO THEIR BODIES (I needed to do that for a badly done rhyme) NOT FOR ME NOT FOR ME NOT FOR ME NOT FOR ME MAKES NO SENSE TO FEAR DEATH WHILE OUR FATE(/destiny) IS ARRIVING SINCE(/seeing as how [wordreference my beloved]) WORMS NEED OUR HEARTS THERE’S JUST ONE REOCCURRING FEAR HERE MY SOUL, IS IT PRESENT? OR IS IT ROTTING TRAPPED WITHIN MY PORES? MY SOUL MY SOUL MY SOUL MY SOUL OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH AH-AHH! WITHOUT SOUL, UNNAMED BODY NO STORY, WHAT A SHAME CRUEL EXISTENCE WAS ONLY A SHAM OH SAINT PETER, LET ME IN YOU MUST KNOW WHO I’VE BEEN (I've really put Who I've been you must know but it's the same thing for the meaning even though in English saying that would get me thrown off of a building probably) WON’T YOU TELL ME AT LAST WHO I AM? WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH AH-AHH! AND FROM THE GROUND UNDER ME I HEAR THE ANGUISH OF WHO ISN'T (here) ANYMORE CHOIR: A CHOIR (that) NEVER COMPLETE (is) JANE: LIKE AN OLD FORGOTTEN TUNE A SONG THAT NO ONE KNOWS FORGOT HOW IT GOES JUST JOHN AND ME FOREVER ETERNALLY A JANE DOE NO-ONE AROUND TO CRY OR WHINE NO ASCENT TO DO IN THE SKY (more literally in the sky to do) CHOIR: NO-ONE TO SING, NO ONE TO SIGH JANE: ALL BORN TO STRUGGLE(/work hard/have a hard time) AND STUCK IN COFFINS(/caskets) NOW NO ONE LIVING KNOWS AND THAT’S HOW IT GOES JUST JOHN AND ME FOREVER ETERNALLY A JANE DOE AND I’M ASKING WHY, LORD? IF THIS IS HOW I DIE, LORD? WHY REMAIN WITH NO FAMILY AND NO FRIENDS?

NO CELEBRATION JUST THIS (shortened form of "This" once again) CONSOLATION CHRONO EATS ALL HIS CHILDREN IN THE END

A MELODY FLOATS THROUGH THE AIR WHEN SILENCE LOWERS (itself) (I have wanted to change this for a long time and finally can), IS NO ONE INTERESTED? CHOIR: WHO'S INTERESTED? JANE: ANOTHER SAD, FORGOTTEN MELODY ANOTHER SONG THAT NO-ONE KNOWS AND THAT’S HOW IT GOES JUST JOHN AND ME FOREVER ETERNALLY A JANE DOE CHOIR: (AND I’M ASKING [myself]) AND SHE’S ASKING (herself) WHY, LORD? JANE: WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY CHOIR: THIS IS NO WAY TO DIE, LORD JANE: NO ONE TO SING, NO ONE TO SIGH NOW THAT ALL IS SAID AND DONE ISN’T THERE ANYONE TO TELL ME WHO I AM? NO SONGS OF CELEBRATION AH-AH-AH-AHH CHOIR: JUST THIS SAD SPECULATION JANE: AH-AHH LIKE JOHN I’LL BE ETERNALLY A FORGOTTEN NAME ABANDONED BY SOMEONE JUST JANE JANE DOE

CHOIR: A MELODY FLOATS THROUGH THE AIR WHEN SILENCE LOWERS (itself), IS NO ONE INTERESTED? CHOIR + JANE: JANE DOE

OG LYRICS (I don't know them either honestly but they are good. They are the result of @jup1ter-moon's transcription and my hearing and changing them where I thought they were different + the ones written under the YouTube video by @LYD7ADE3TZ):

JANE: SOME MIGHT SAY WE’RE RELEASED PUSHING DAISIES, DECEASED BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY, WE’RE JUST DEAD KINGDOM COME, PARADISE WHERE’S MY SOUL? MUST BE NICE TO HAVE A BODY ATTACHED TO THEIR HEAD NOT FOR ME NOT FOR ME NOT FOR ME NOT FOR ME MAKES NO SENSE TO FEAR DEATH BREATHING OUT THAT LAST BREATH FOR WE ALL KNOW THE WORMS MUST FED THERE’S JUST ONE LINGERING FEAR OH MY SOUL, IS IT HERE? OR IS IT ROTTING SOMEWHERE WITH MY HEAD? OH MY SOUL OH MY SOUL OH MY SOUL OH MY SOUL OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH AH-AHH! OH, NO SOUL, AND NO NAME AND NO STORY, WHAT A SHAME CRUEL EXISTENCE WAS ONLY A SHAM OH SAINT PETER, LET ME IN YOU MUST KNOW WHO I’VE BEEN WON’T YOU TELL ME AT LAST WHO I AM? WHO I AM

WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM WHO I AM OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH OOH-OOH-OOH-OOH AH-AHH! AND FROM THE GROUND BENEATH MY FEET I HEAR THE ANGUISH OF THE STREET CHOIR: A CHOIR NEVER COMPLETE JANE: AND LIKE AN OLD FORGOTTEN TUNE A SONG THAT NO-ONE KNOWS FORGOT HOW IT GOES JUST JOHN AND ME FOREVER ETERNALLY JANE DOE NO-ONE AROUND TO MOURN OR CRY NO GREAT ASCENT UP TO THE SKY CHOIR: NO-ONE TO SING, NO ONE TO SIGH JANE: ALL SPRUNG FROM WOMBS AND STUCK IN TOMBS NOW NO-ONE LIVING KNOWS AND THAT’S HOW IT GOES JUST JOHN AND ME FOREVER ETERNALLY JANE DOE AND I’M ASKING WHY, LORD? IF THIS IS HOW I DIE, LORD? WHY BE LEFT WITH NO FAMILY AND NO FRIENDS?

GOT NO CELEBRATION JUST THIS CONSOLATION TIME EATS ALL HIS CHILDREN IN THE END

A MELODY FLOATS THROUGH THE AIR WHEN SILENCE FALLS, DOES NO-ONE CARE? CHOIR: DOES ANYONE CARE? JANE: ANOTHER SAD, FORGOTTEN TUNE ANOTHER SONG THAT NO-ONE KNOWS AND THAT’S HOW IT GOES JUST JOHN AND ME FOREVER ETERNALLY JANE DOE CHOIR: (AND I’M) AND SHE’S ASKING WHY, LORD? JANE: OH WHY, OH WHY, OH WHY, OH WHY CHOIR: THIS IS NO WAY TO DIE, LORD JANE: NO-ONE TO SING, NO-ONE TO SIGH NOW THAT ALL IS SAID AND DONE ISN’T THERE ANYONE TO TELL ME WHO I AM? NO SINGING SONGS OF CELEBRATION AH-AH-AH-AHH CHOIR: JUST THIS SORRY SPECULATION JANE: AH-AHH LIKE JOHN I’LL BE ETERNALLY A FORGOTTEN NAME SOME LOST REFRAIN JUST JANE JANE DOE

CHOIR: A MELODY FLOATS THROUGH THE AIR WHEN SILENCE FALLS, DOES NO-ONE CARE? CHOIR + JANE: JANE DOE

[pokemonshelterstories]

I tried teaching my Porygon2 how to run data analytics algorythms (metrics and so on) as enrichment. Arceus help me, this E-Ducklett now gets all weepy if I do not regularly feed it data and some random tasks to run and I cannot trust it to find data on internet on its own. The only things that is left at this point is finding some more "exciting" numbers crunching for it to do. Like major ray tracing but I am not ready for PorygonZ

lmao yeah porygon2 can be a handful. if you don't give them enough to do, they'll start teaching themselves new behaviors, and those behaviors aren't always, uh, productive.

thankfully, the porygon trainer community has developed a kind of virtual playground for porygon! you can find it on the porypro forum. it's generally pretty well-monitored, though they do recommend you make sure your pory's antivirus is up to date.

if that worries you too much to join (which i totally get), my sibling has a lot of experience with porygon, and they recommend puzzles like sudoku and cryptograms for bored porygon line mons! there's so many available online for free, and you can switch between puzzle types to keep your buddy engaged.

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im feeling soo much less stressed these last few days thank god.. things are obviously still pretty chaotic but it feels like my crazy hormones have started to settle. the worst thing now thats making me pretty sad is pory isnt great w the baby... shes not trustworthy. she'll b cool most of th time but u can tell shes nervous and confused n a few times now when cass made a rly strange sound or moved weird she got upset and rly reactive barky at him. and i figure itll only get worse b4 it gets better, like looking back shes known and been good w lots of kids but has no exp w babies/toddlers so im sure when hes actually moving across the floor shes gona b so freaked. she def doesnt see him as human. but i made an apt w a legit dog behaviorist (expensive.....), she has no bite history and thank god i live w my parents and she loves them bc shes been able to spend lots of time w them instead and itll most likely stay tht way for a few years :( gona be strict w her, not let her near him and hammer out the training. also final thing thats driving me nuts is how i cant exercise or have sex for another 4 weeks like what is this hell. the 2 biggest things thtd settle my nerves.....