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[bogleech]

At the link above is a 45 page condensed PDF sample of the upcoming 300+ page Mortasheen TTRPG Core Rulebook. This condensed sample contains just the following:

-The Biotypes (player races)

-The College of Genetics location and its Dean

-The Runoff, a sample adventure locale in Mortasheen City

-An explanation of the "Green Goo" that Mortasheen runs on

-24 monster pages, some of them still never before seen by anyone but the original Kickstarter backers, from a planned final count of 152 monsters.

No gameplay instructions, but monster pages retain their statblocks for you to look at.

All full color artwork in this sample is by myself or by @revretch, while pixel sprites are by hashtag_underscore, beachboogyman, myself, and Pokemon: Quarantine Crystal's @latenightagain !

Any money from this zine-sized digital preview will go partially into everyday survival and partially into improving the print quality of the final book. Its kickstarter print budget is still with me, but only covers a just-average quality for the book's first run! There are still better paper weights and color options to consider! After that print run finishes and ships out to all 2020 backers, that final book will go up for public purchase, maybe by the end of this year (2024) if everything works out.

Boost and spread this if you can; I've worked on Mortasheen as a personal world building project for over twenty years, and the coming RPG release is a project that took multiple people at least fifteen years.

FIND OUT WHAT KIND OF MONSTER IS CALLED "SHARKITECT"

[atavist]

After a horrific accident that left him with splintered bones and a traumatic brain injury, doctors told Todd Barcelona that he’d likely never run again. So he and his wife decided to run farther than they ever had before. 

Issue no. 152, “The Extra Mile,” is now live:

Sometimes, Todd’s determination almost outweighed his capabilities. In January 2016, the Barcelonas ran the Herb Parsons Trail half-marathon. Todd typically ran on flat surfaces, but this was a trail race. Because he still struggled with mobility in his ankles, it was difficult to maneuver his feet over rocks and roots. Again and again, he tumbled to the ground—so often that it scared him. But he picked himself back up, and after three hours he and Allison finished together.

In April 2016, the Barcelonas ran the Tanglefoot Trail marathon in Mississippi, Todd’s first full marathon since the crash. He finished in about five hours—remarkably, that wasn’t too far off the time it took him to complete the last marathon he ran before the crash. But the Barcelonas were a little bored by the course. They decided that they needed a bigger goal.

Their new plan was to run an ultramarathon.

[yawneneteyam]

ALL THINGS CONNECTED | j. flatters chapter seven — give us some commentary

summary: growing up on the set of avatar: the way of water was a dream. your friends had become your family, all except for one. jamie was the one person you always found yourself drawn to, in ways more complex than the title of 'best friends' [1.6k].

pairing: fem!reader x jamie flatters

notes: based on jamie flatters documentary: all things connected. co-stars/friends to lovers. inspired by @cacapeepee. shorter but I wanted to get something out. mentions of blacking out underwater.

⌙ pairing: jamie flatters x fem!reader

masterlist ⎸ chapter six | chapter eight

2018.

148…149… 150… 151…

your eyes were closed, the numbers in your head going up and up every second you held your breath for longer. usually, you could feel your heartbeat in your chest, but today, you were so zoned in you didn’t take notice of it. 

you were all in the tank, seeing who could hold their breath for the longest. jack had already come up, around 43 seconds in. he was watching intently from his place, now, outside the tank. it had been four months since you and jamie last had a competition to see who could hold their breath for the longest. you didn’t even care for the competition anymore, the fact of proving to yourself you could do it, mattered even more than beating jamie. 

152… 153… 154… 155…

you could feel your heartrate beginning to quicken. you opened your eyes and tried your best to try and slow it. you looked at jamie, who was ahead of you, the vision of him blurred by the water- but you could make out his silhouette anywhere. 

156… 157... 158... 

you saw his figure jerk a little. you furrowed your eyebrows and tried to make out what he was doing, but it only made sense when you realised he was beginning to sink. 

he had passed out. 

your heart was racing now. you heard splashed from above and saw other figures coming to help, but you got to him first. you tried your best to pull jamie up to the surface, but his unconscious frame was heavy underwater. you silently thanked the free-dive instructor for helping you pull him up. 

time slowed as the rest of the diving team hauled jamie out of the tank. bailey and duane had broken the surface, noticing the commotion. bailey asked you what had happened, but you didn’t register what she was saying; too busy trying to catch your breath, and watch the instructor get jamie to consciousness. 

he didn’t wake up instantly, or maybe he did.. you couldn’t tell. you weren’t sure if you were waiting for five seconds or five minutes, but jamie eventually came to when they were starting to contemplate cpr. 

you pulled yourself up the ladder quickly, realising he was waking up, but you kept your distance, not wanting to be in the way. 

“is he okay?” jack asked from against the railing. no one answered him, too busy trying to make sure jamie was okay. 

it all went really quick after that, jamie was with the medical team for a while before he was sent back to his trailer to rest. you ended up in there only 10 minutes after they cleared him. he had fallen back to sleep on the couch, his head fallen back completely. 

you rushed over to make sure he hadn’t become unconscious again. you said his name a few times but shook him when he didn’t respond. 

jamie took a deep breath before opening his eyes and letting out a groan. “y/n?” he asked.

“im sorry i came in,” you said quickly, “i was worried.. e-everyone was worried. i said i’d come check on you”. a lie. 

“it’s okay,” he gave you what you would pass as a tired smile, “i’m glad you’re here”. you tried to ignore the butterflies that let themselves into your stomach, especially at such an inconvenient time, but you couldn’t help it. 

“i wanna hang, but i don’t know how much longer i should be awake for. they told me to sleep it off,” he chuckled. 

“you’re so stupid for not coming up,” you shook your head, ignoring him. “why wouldn’t you come up?”.

he sighed, “i thought i had it,” he shrugged. jamie cleared his throat before readjusting his position on the couch, making room for you next to him. “i wanted to do well,” he admitted shyly, almost embarrassed. 

you shook your head softly, looking at him. you took in his tired demeanour; you could imagine that he would be wrecked after everything that happened. you were keeping him from resting, you knew that, but you were selfish in the fact that you just wanted him with you, so you could keep an eye on him.

“come on,” you stood up, holding out your hand, “lets get you back to bed.. in a real bed” you chuckled. jamie laughed along with you, if you could call it laughing. he felt like a shell of a man after the last hour. embarrassed he passed out, tired from the rushing and intensity of the situation, but happy that you were here. 

since your kiss, jamie couldn’t stop thinking about you. he felt helpless in a way he hadn’t felt before in his nearly 18 years on this earth. all of his thoughts were consumed by you, the thought of your lips, your laugh, your hips. he couldn’t help himself. 

if anyone came to check on him, he would want it to be you. 

“i’m not that tired, y/n. i’m fine,” jamie tried his best to reassure you, but there was an unspoken truth that you were aware of. 

“there is no way that you’re ‘fine’ after that, jamie” you shook your head, “you don’t need to lie to me,” and he knew that. out of everyone on this set, jamie knew that you were the one he could unapologetically tell the truth to, every single time. 

“i just would rather stay up with you,” he chuckled, resting his head against his knuckles. you both sat in silence for a little while longer, before you stood up and held out your hand to him. 

jamie raised his eyebrows at you, a little suspicious. you moved your hand at him again, showing your growing impatience, he haphazardly grabbed your hand. you pulled him into the back of his trailer and sat down on his bed. jamie didn’t let go of your hand as he sat next to you; he was drinking in your touch for as long as he could. 

“why are you looking at me like that?” you chuckled, suddenly getting nervous under his gaze. he noticed your change in demeanour, this was the first time you had ever acted like this when he looked at you. even in the dim lights of his trailer, jamie could swear your face grew a faint blush.

“i’m not looking at you like anything,” he smirked, shrugging his shoulders. a blatent lie from him, and jamie knew it. he was looking at you like he always does, like you hung the moon and the stars. 

you shook your head, trying to ignore the butterflies that were making their presence known in your stomach. “you need to rest, flats” you said. 

he knew you were right, but he wanted this time with you more than he did sleep. “we have the entire weekend to rest,” he rebutted, “i can relax at the beach with you tomorrow.”

“you’re crazy,” you laughed.

“how so?” 

you didn’t respond, just shook your head at him. “you need to let go of my hand so you can get into bed,” you suddenly took note of his fingers that were still intertwined with yours. jamie pulled away rather quickly, afraid he was making you uncomfortable. 

“we can lay down,” he said, shuffling himself towards the top of the bed, “but i’m not sleeping yet,” 

“you say that, but i know you” you laughed, switching the tv on, “you’ll pass out, flats.”

and that he did. you and jamie watched around twenty minutes of some movie he claimed was a ‘cinematic masterpiece’ before he dozed off before the plot could even move along. “night flats,” you whispered, pulling the covers over his body fully. you knew the medical team would check on him during the night, so you thought it would be best to head back to your trailer. you managed to slip out of his trailer, after picking up for a little while and leaving jamie a note. 

you went and saw bailey for an hour before you went back to your trailer, falling asleep, ready for your first free weekend in a while.

jamie was up with the medical team at two, four hours after you left him. he was so tired when they came, he was eager to go back to sleep. but when he woke up properly the next morning, he was finally in the right mind to have a shower and get ready for the day. 

jamie knew filip and duane wanted to go to manhattan beach again, spend their day lounging away in the sunshine and the sea. he wondered if he could rope you into coming with them, but he remembered you mentioning seeing your parents this weekend. 

he was about to head out to see filip, when a note sitting on his kitchenette caught his eye. 

“next time you’re up for it we can actually finish a film together. see you in the morning, superstar”

he couldn’t help the involuntary smile that found its way to his lips, or the way that his cheeks suddenly felt hot. he really was wrapped around your little finger, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

with a shake of his head, jamie quickly made his way over to filip’s trailer. 

“bro, what’s the rush?” filip asked from his couch after jamie barrelled his way into the trailer.

“i think i’m in love with y/n..” he blurted out. 

he and filip sat there in silence for a while, jamie being completely checked out after the realisation of how intense his feelings were for his castmate. 

“well..” filip sighed, “congrats on being the last one to find out,” 

[forzaredflag]

this man.

this man right here ^. him. He.

let me tell you about why redbull are fucking idiots for signing sergio perez over him.

in 2023, sergio perez scored 285 points of redbull's 860 for the season. His teammate, max verstappen, scored 575. The team in second place, mercedes, finished with 409 points, meaning redbull could have won both championships without checo.

meanwhile, VCARB, (alphatauri at the time) finished 8th in the constructors with 25 points. Yuki tsunoda scored 17 of them. The team in 9th, alfa romeo, scored 16, meaning yuki's points alone could have secured their place in the constructors championship.

in 2024, yuki tsunoda has made 11 Q3 appearances in 22 races, with 7 q2 and 4 q1 appearances. Meanwhile, sergio perez has had 13 q3 appearances, 3 q2 appearances and 6 q1 appearances. his teammate max verstappen, has only failed to reach q3 twice.

Max has scored 403 points of redbull's 555, with sergio only scoring 152. Meanwhile, yuki tsunoda has scored 30 of VCARB's 46.

Yuki tsunoda has also outqualified sergio perez on 9 different occasions this season, including when he qualified P3 in brazil.

goat.

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Mercury Cyclone Spoiler II Dan Gurney Special, 1969. A homologation special that allowed Mercury to compete in NASCAR stock car racing. To make the car more aerodynamic, a sleeker front section was used. The nose was replaced with one that extended the car's length and a flush-mounted grille from a Ford Cobra was fitted. The front bumper was actually a rear bumper off a 1969 Ford Fairlane that was cut, narrowed, and filled on the ends. Homologation rules meant 500 road-going cars needed to be made but only 351 "flat nose" examples were built, all with the 351ci Windsor V8 engine and automatic transmission. To make up the 500 a further 152 "W nose" Cyclone Spoilers were created with a variety of engine and transmission combinations, making 503 Dan Gurney Special models in all.

NASCAR needed to verify that 500 cars were made (during the first few weeks of 1969): As the story goes they built 351 extended "D" nosed cars; parked them in the front and on the edges of a parking lot; took 152 regular "W" nosed Cyclone Spoilers and parked them in the middle of all the Spoiler IIs in the parking lot. When NASCAR counted the cars they just never looked closely enough at the cars in the rear

[renguro]

ok last one i promise stupid gloomy emo elf canary in disguise. he scouts out dungeons with his team to see if they need to send in the bigger canary units

also he is a frog beastman

Wanting to secure a better future for his struggling lowborn family, Loscan fell into dark magic as a way to quickly make money. However, his naivety ended up putting him in serious debt with the wrong people, ending with his unwilling transformation into an artificial beastman. Though he was intended to make money and work off his debt as either a spectacle or a fighter, Loscan cut and ran. Only stopping long enough to apologize to his family, they were horrified with his transformation. In quiet combination with the people that had done this to him, he was further sold out and arrested. Eventually, he landed with the Canaries for his prowess, not only as a beastman, but as an assassin.

True Name: Loscan Rani Age: 92 Race/Gender: Elf (Beastman) / Male Birthplace: Southern Central Continent Family: Mother, Sister Physique: 152 cm / BMI 18 Likes: Crunchy foods Dislikes: Frog legs

[normalayadraw]

Finally drawing them in digital!

Another OM! Sona-OC cameo, Razal! This time submitted by my lovely kiddo @petiterazu. Thanks for sacrificing ur child, hon. I shall utilize them well in my comic (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

I'll add some chibis later, it's kinda late at my place rn so I'ma sleep after this haha

Some info on Razal's character is below here: (if u're interested ofc)

Razal/Raz - (by Razu/petiterazu) Pronouns: they/them Age: ??? y.o Height: 152 cm/ 5 ft Race: Demon (Mid-rank, but disguised as lesser) Sin: SLOTH Specialty: Aura-Emotion Manipulation/Phatokinesis A mid-rank demon who was always found alone in the corner of classrooms. Never interacts much and seems cold and distant on the outside. But, once you know them closer, you realize how fun and loud they can be. Aware of Norma's existence but decided not to bother the human for the sake of their daily life's peace. Was surprised when she started to talk to them because she geeked over the same stuff they've been into. Like games and anime. Start to hang out with Norma after they were comfortable enough to be around her. Has gamers rivalry with Levi, becomes one of his online mutuals and they rat each other out in a game match. But really awkward if meet irl or avoid interacting at all. An avid fan of Beelzebub and Shenz the Witch, had a habit of stalking- admiring the people they really aspire to and secretly had a crush on.

Ah right, I'ma share some tid-bits info on the other OC cameo too (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Can I have some vampdrew please?

WIP Wednesday (7/10) | Vampire Andrew AU (Part 152)

“I am okay. I am fine and fucking dandy. So keep your blood to yourself.” Andrew says, stabbing a finger into Kevin’s chest. The unexpected touch sends a bolt of lightning racing down Kevin’s spine but he does his best to ignore it. Apparently failing, from the look on Andrew’s face. 

“Until Saturday, you mean.” Kevin finally manages.

“Yes. Until Saturday you are off limits. That’s the deal.”

“We can change that, Andrew. We’re the ones who made—”

“No. Changing a deal is the same as breaking a deal. And I don't do that.” Andrew says with conviction. “So stop fussing over me. I’m a grown fucking man and I can handle myself.”

Andrew moves to stand up, but Kevin follows, catching his hand in an attempt to make him stay. Make him sit down and talk this whole thing out. But, Andrew’s eyes are lit up like honey in the sun when he turns. And that plan goes out the window. Kevin loses track of all the things he wanted to say in the face of Andrew’s full attention, but he’s overcome with the need to express his feelings somehow.

Before he can stop himself, Kevin brings Andrew’s hand up to his mouth to put a kiss on the back of it. A featherlight brush of his lips against Andrew’s knuckles, that’s all it is. But it heats Kevin’s face and renders Andrew frozen in place. The vampire must not have caught that impulse in his brain scanner. Because he looks utterly flabbergasted, glancing from Kevin’s mouth to his hand a couple times in disbelief. Finally he settles his gaze, meeting Kevin’s eyes.

[octarinecat]

All about my Tav Fuchsia 1/3

Here I collected all info about my Tav, Fuchsia.

This is a part one, look for other parts here:

one (basics, appearance, health, equipment),

two (personality, past) -to be announced,

three (platonic relationships, love, summary) -to be announced.

Thanks to @immolateme for making and sharing their sheet with questions, this helped me A LOT!

It will be a long and boring post made in 3 parts, so bring some snacks with you if you want to read everything at once! Warning about NSFW content on last 3/3 page! Let's go!

Basics.

Name: Fuchsia.

Meaning/thought behind name: Fuchsia is a flower that symbolise confiding love, confidence in a person, friendship, and amiability. Beside that: deep love, grace, trust and healing. Might be cheesy, but she didn't choose her name.

Nickname(s): "Clumsy".

Story behind nickname(s): If anyone has to drop a glass or hit the edge of the table, she will always be there. She is not agreeing with this nickname.

Gender: Female.

Pronouns: She/her.

Race: Asmodeus Tiefling. Age: Middle aged, about 30+ in human years.

Birthday: Middle of the winter. That's why he hates winter. It's too cold.

Class: Bard, but close to druid sometimes.

Alignment: Chaotic neutral.

Deity: None.

Appearance

Body: Normal, healthy body with tail and horns as tiefling should have.

Build: She have there some muscles, but not too much visible.

Height: 170cm / 5'7" .

Weight: 69kg / 152 lbs.

Skin tone: Pale purplish shade.

Distinguishing features: big eyes (purple and second one is bluish purple), horns & tail (normal for tieflings), pinkish tips of horns.

Most prominent features: unusual for tieflings skin shade.

Scars: She have few, but they are not important.

Birthmarks: Like before, nothing special.

Tattoos: She is wearing flower tattoo on left side of her neck and also extra hidden one on her right feet. Not that much hidden, but she is not speaking about it.

Hands: Delicate and clever, made for art.

Feet: Nothing special about them, slender, right one have tattoo.

Head: We all have one, it's normal. Pointy ears.

Face shape: Typical for tieflings. High cheekbones. Oval shape. Hairstyle: She is wearing braids almost all the time, when in camp she is untying them or making quick up-do. Loose hair only for special occasions.

Hair colour: White with purple /blue grey undertones.

Eye shape: Big, oval shape.

Eye colour: Thanks to Volo they now have different colours. One (original one) have black sclera and purple pupil, other one have white sclera with purple-bluish shades of pupil.

Makeup: Dark deep grey shadows around her eyes, dark fuchsia tint on her lips and tips of her horns.

Health

Disabilities: none.

Chronic illness: none.

Mental health: It is weak. More in her story -lore category.

Allergies: cow milk and ignorance.

Other: Her spine isn't in the best condition and her knees are always squeaking.

Equipment

Weapons: She would like to not use any, but others stopped her from that stupid idea. She received blade from Astarion to at least try to defend herself when in need (and not give helpless look to others).

Type of weapon: Knife of the Undermoutain King (light shortsword).

Preferred melee weapon: None.

Preferred ranged weapon: None.

Adventuring gear: She is wearing her lute to chant.

Clothing/armour: Adamantine scale mail (all incoming damage is reduced by one).

Shield: None. She have people for that! Minsc and Astarion for example.

Headgear: She don't like to wear any headgear, natural beauty only with horns.

Cloak: She is wearing one, she is getting cold easily. Fleshmelter cloak (melee attacker gains acid damage).

Hand-wear: Hellraider's Pride (when healing someone giving them extra buffs).

Footwear: Boots of Brilliance (restore bardic inspiration).

Camp outfit: Leather leggings and loose shirt on top, probably white or purple.

Jewellery: Usually no rings on hands, only on special occasions (ring of poison resistance). She is wearing few bracelets on her left hand.

Necklaces: Silver one with small amethyst (amulet with Misty Step). Link to part 2: will be here (I'm still working on it).

[love-and-d33pthroats]

(っ◔◡◔)っ MC INTRODUCTION 🎀

with wig, contacts, and makeup :3

without the wig, contacts, and minimal makeup :o

Name: Dorothea Marin

Nicknames: Dollie/Doll

Age: 24

Height: 5’0 (152 cm)

Gender: Female

Pronouns: she/her

Race/Ethnicity: Hispanic/Latina

Species: Human and ¼ Lemurian

Birthday: March 17

Hobbies: Reading, Writing, Swimming, Cosplaying, Wearing and Collecting Lolita-style clothing

Likes: Plushies, Candles, Video Games, Anime, Rainy Days, Starry Nights, just cute stuff in general tbh

Dislikes: Math, Bugs, Snakes, Difficult Puzzles, Littering.

Some Backstory:

Dollie’s past is a blur. Her parents’ faces are a mystery, and each attempt to recall them was met with terrible migraines. Yet one memory stands clear: her older sister, Luna. The two were inseparable, though Luna often acted more like a caretaker than a sibling—they weren't even blood-related. They finally settled with a loving family after bouncing around in the foster system. For the first time, life seemed stable despite Luna’s rebellious streak and Dollie’s constant need for protection from a supposed cruel world. But then came the Chronodrift Catastrophe. The once vibrant streets turned a ghastly red, all soaked in crimson. Dollie’s world shattered, leaving her with the sight of loved ones scattered lifeless around her.

(From here, it’s just the already established LaDS protagonist backstory)

Dollie had grown some tough skin since that tragic day. Every ounce of energy went into her combat skills, weaponry, and strength training to become the best Deepspace Hunter she could be. All while the stage Aether Core was fused to her heart. Luna would have been proud.

Enjoy your stay ( > - <)/

🎀 divider by puppizai 🎀

[fatehbaz]

[D]eviance and mischief. [...] [F]urtive [...]. [O]ther poetically inspiring words: secretive, surreptitious, clandestine, covert, conspiratorial, oblique [...]. We must fold these small acts of love and creativity and play (and laughter and irreverence and whimsy) into other resistant projects against white supremacy [...]. In various trans-American imaginaries, the boonies are raced as nonproductive land inhabited by people who are not fully part of the Western episteme. [...] Caribbean(ist) people are familiar with el monte, the hills, or les mornes. El monte is always just around the corner, encroaching, sprouting persistently [...] amid the rubble of hurricane disasters or abandoned plantation and industrial sites. [...] The hills, like much of our hemisphere, are sites of damage containing the residual energy of violence, [...] the “places of irresolution.” [...] [T]urn over rocks and push thorny vines to the side to find wet dirt, small creatures, and, perhaps, delightful hidden treasures [...]. I open my hands so that these and other surprises "jump into [them] with all the pleasures of the unasked for and the unexpected" [...]. Remaining open to these gifts of the nonhuman natural world [...]. How much ruddier might we be against the multiheaded hydra of white supremacy as “a world of mutually-flourishing companions” [...]?

Text by: Dixa Ramirez D'Oleo. "Mushrooms and Mischief: On Questions of Blackness." Small Axe 23 (2 (2)): 152-163. July 2019.

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Every day I wake up and rehearse the person I would like to be. […] To use the words of [...] C.L.R. James, “every cook can govern.” [...] [T]his is what happens when people consciously decide to come together and “shape change,” to think with Octavia Butler. And to move through the world with the intention of making it a better place for living creatures to inhabit. […] And most importantly, it’s an invitation to join in. And it is a reminder that liberation is not a destination but an ongoing process, a praxis. Every day, groups of parents, librarians, nurses, temp workers, ordinary people, tired of the horrors of the present, come together to decide what kind of world they want to inhabit. […] [W]e bear witness to rehearsal, study, experimentation in form, a multiplicity of formations of struggle being waged, often most strongly by people for whom freedom has been most denied. [...] “If We Must Die”: “Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!” [...] [F]or so many people, whether abandoned by the state [...] or abandoned by society in a carceral site, fighting back, by virtue of necessity as well as of ethics, is building, always building. This is the freedom work, and the love work, and the care work, of rehearsal.

Text by: Robyn Maynard. “Every Day We Must Get Up and Relearn the World: An Interview with Robyn Maynard and Leanne Betasamosake Simpson.” Intefere: Journal for Critical Thought and Radical Politics Volume 2, pages 140-165. 19 November 2021.

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The no of refusal is a mode of survival: an impenetrable boundary, silent or shouted. It is a refusal to be killed or to succumb [...]. Vast ecosystems flattened for plantations and fields, raw minerals pulled from the ground and sea for the building of nation-states [...]. Being-with requires a pause from which to imagine this otherwise, in all of its vastness and uncertainty. [...] To be-with [...] needs a disposition of attentiveness, listening, curiosity and noticing, [...] a "pedagogy of deep engagement". [...] The scale of violence [...] is immeasurable. [...] The immensity of the loss of people and ecologies to capitalist brutalities exceeds what we can comprehend. But [...] so do the myriad, and insuppressible flourishings and alliances, the joyfulness and love, the lives lived otherways. Attunement leads us to the gaps and silences and soundings that run through everything [...]. [T]hose imaginations of life [...] might rise to the surface.

Text by: AM Kanngieser. "To undo nature; on refusal as return." transmediale Almanac. 2021.

[ashleyleygraves]

SPOILERS FOR TEARS OF THE KINGDOM

After you complete all 152 shrines, you get a special armor that turns Link into a Zonai. In fact, the armor even says that it contains the spirit of a hero. It reminds me of the Fierce Deity mask in Majora's Mask in that way. The only person in the game that I've found to comment on the armor is Purah, saying she didn't recognize me at first. This armor literally turns Link into a completely different race, an extinct one at that, and she's the only person to comment on it?

It got me thinking that there may be a DLC in the future that goes more in-depth about this armor. Like, maybe a quest to explore what it is this ancient hero did and who they were and why it effects Link like this, turning him into a Zonai.

I don't know, it's a huge mystery and I really hope that it can get explained if any DLC comes out.

Edit: I've found 2 other people who comment on it. Cece says that Link looks like an ancient hero. Tauro says that before he recognized Link, that he thought the ancient hero was brought back to life.

[wheelsgoroundincircles]

1967 Ferrari Dino 206 Competizione Competition Berlinetta

Alfredo 'Dino' Ferrari was credited with the design of the Ferrari V6 engine. With help from the legendary engineer Vittorio Jano, Dino influenced Enzo Ferrari's decision to produce racing cars in the 1950s powered by V6 and V8 engines. 

Enzo Ferrari was hesitant to adapt the mid-engine layout for his customer cars, fearing they might be unsafe. He eventually relented and Sergio Pininfarina was tasked with designing a mid-engined concept for the 1965 Paris Motor Show, but demanded that it wear the Dino badge alone. At the Turin car show in 1966, the Dino 203S was well receipted and production soon followed.

The production Dino 206GT had many updates, modifications and changes such as softer edges and curving lines typical of earlier Italian cars. The 2-liter all-aluminum engine was transversely-mounted mid-ship and offered 160 horsepower. The V-6 engine featured dual overhead camshafts and 9.7:1 compression ratio. The crankshaft featured four main bearings with induction via three Weber 40 DCN/4 2-barrel carburetors. The frame of the 206GT was made from lightweight aluminum and fitted with full independent suspension. Disc brakes could be found at all four corners. The wheelbase of the car measured a short 90-inches. Top speed was a very impressive 146 mph. In total, there were only 152 examples built during 1968 and 1969.

This unique prototype followed the Dino 206 racing cars that raced at Le Mans and were powered by the Dino V6 engine. First seen at a 1966 Ferrari press conference, the standard 206 was bodied at Piero Drogo's Carrozzeria and featured light alloy bodywork and a semi-monocoque chassis. Only 18 were built, so the model was restricted to the Group 6 prototype class. This one-off 206 chassis, built by Ferrari, then went to Pininfarina to receive a new custom body. The plan was to use race-car engineering in a road-going supercar; it used an engine from one of three Dinos that raced at Le Mans in 1966. Designed by Paolo Martin, the car was shown at the 1967 Frankfurt Auto Show as a 'Dino' Berlinetta Prototype Competition, to much acclaim. Pininfarina preserved the car in their private museum until 2006, when they offered the current owner the opportunity to purchase the car and become its first owner.

[spudbestdog]

Liu Kang of Earth-28 Bio:

Info:

Name: Liu Kang

Alias:

Chosen one, Little Dragon, Raiden's Son, Raiden's Champion Earthrealm Champion, Katana's Concubine, Descendant of the Dragon King, Cetrion's Favourite

Family:

Dragon King Onaga (Ancestor)

Great Kung Lao (Ancestor)

Cheh Kang (Ancestor)

Lee Kang (Father, Deceased)

Lin Kang.(Mother, Deceased)

Raiden (Adopted Father)

Raitaro (Adopted Brother)

Kung Lao (Paternal Cousin)

Kung Jin (Paternal Cousin)

Affiliation:

Shaolin Monks, White Lotus, Forces of Light, Edenian Royalty

Date of Birth:

November 27, 1968

Place of Birth:

Henan Province, China

Education:

Shaolin Monks

Occasion:

Fisherman

Employer:

N/A

Relationship Status:

Married (Kitana, Wife)

Residence:

Wu Shi Academy, Zhengzhou, China

Race:

Human

Gender:

Cisgender

Sex:

Male

Orientation:

Heterosexual

Hair Colour:

Black

Eye Colour:

Brown

Height:

5'11" / 1.8 m

Weight:

152 lbs / 69 kg

[astarionancuntnin]

Meet my durge: Umbree

Name: Umbree

Race: Drow

Class: Rogue

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Age: 152

Romance: Astarion (close call with Shadowheart tho)

Background: After the nautiloid crash, Umbree can't remember anything from her life. She's left confused about her sense of self, but she finds comfort as she finds fellow survivors. She always tries to do good and go out of her way to help people in need, but she does enjoy a few pranks here and there against people she considers mean spirited.

when her dark urge first manifests, she's left terrified of herself, and trusts astarion to keep her at bay from attacking anyone against her will, as she's unable to control it once it takes over her.

overall she's clumsy, and a bit dumb compared to her companions (blame her sister for putting her brain through a blender), but she's also extremely caring and lovable, and she intends to get rid of the dark urge that lives within and reject her roots at all cost. all she wants is a nice, happy and cozy life in the underdark with her new vampire bf

(more umbree stuff)

[caffeinated-chaos-bean]

I deleted my post from the other night on all platforms, including youtube.

I'm struggling with my utau, so... I believe that keeping her original design is best. I don't want to go down a path I've been down before of constantly reworking a character into the ground.

She is going to remain as Otonashi Ramu, and her info is under the cut! :3

~ General information ~

Name: Otonashi Ramu (音なしラム)

Name Interpretation: 音なし (otonashi) meaning "obedient; docile; quiet;" combined with ラム (ra-mu) meaning "sheep" or "lamb". Together, her named reads as "Docile Sheep/Lamb". It's a play on words, similar to Ooka Miko's name playing on her wolf aspects.

Nickname/Alias: Lamb

Vocal Range: D2 ~ A4

Height: 152 cm / 5'0"

Weight: 47 kg / 103 lbs

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~ Supplemental Information ~

Hair Color: Quarter Spanish White

Headgear: Small ram horns (appendages she was born with)

Eye Color: Deep, wheat brown

Dress: Wool armwarmers and legwarmers, a wool scarf or wrap around her neck, and a dress with varying shades of purple, four buttons on the chest, and a wool underside/trim.

Nationality/Race: Olde English 'Babydoll' Southdown sheep

Favorite Phrase: "Mnn!" (the sound when you stick your tongue out)

Character Item(s): Matcha Frappuccino and Vanilla Lattes

Gender: Female

Age: Unknown

Birth Date: July 1

Likes: Cottage core, tarot, coffee, baby animals, daisies & sunflowers, rivers, ponds and streams, and rain.

Dislikes: Animal and child cruelty, arguments, anything spicy, and fire season.

Code: T-11

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Lamb is probably a lot stronger than she realizes. Being very shy, she has trouble relating with anyone, and is never seen with others for long. She often keeps to herself, preferring the company of animals to people.

At times, when she sings the notes have a bit of a rasp to them. This is due to Lamb having GERD (gastroesophageal reflux disease). When her notes gain this short raspiness, its usually due to her stomach acid and gases rising up to her throat. She often times has to take prescription antiacids to quell the burn in her throat.