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💥ULTIMO MOMENTO💥 ⚠️ La Federación Regional de Automovilismo Deportivo de San Luis comunica que las Motos y Cuatriciclos, que integran habitualmente el certamen puntano de rally, no podrán ser de la partida en la sexta fecha del Campeonato provincial de rally, evento que se desarrollará junto al Rally Argentino en Concarán. Esta decisión se origina en la cantidad de autos que se presentarán y el estado en el que quedarán los caminos para el paso de Motos y Cuatriciclos. Así mismo, se informa que la próxima competencia después de Concarán, donde serán parte nuevamente las Motos y los cuatriciclos, se les otorgará puntaje especial, teniendo en cuenta las competencias que quedarán en el cierre de la temporada. #últimomomento #RallyMaster #rallyconcaran #rallysanluis #rally #rallypuntano (en Concarán, San Luis, Argentina) https://www.instagram.com/p/CipuT2kLlFo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#lotus #cortina #dash and #gauges with #rallymaster #rally timer (at Belmont, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BuC-VnYlLtL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=cmh3wfghxyne

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Officially Licensed Lambretta Scale Models

Officially Licensed Lambretta Scale Models

Spotted these on Amazon… a range of decent looking Lambretta models, four in total…… that would grace any Lambretta lovers’ china cabinet (if people have such thing these days). Theres a Model A, An LI Series 1, a Series 2 Rallymaster and a GP200.

The attention to detail looks pretty good, although I’ve only seen the photographs, not the models in the flesh. Here’s the blurb: Officially Licensed…

[swtor-legacy-sitcom]

The Jetpack, a Roleplay Retelling

La’Wrathe: In the meantime,  If you have no clan, feel free to call this place home.  I am a Rallymaster in Mandalore’s Vanguard when not hunting, so if you need any help, training weapons, come see me.

V’inte: To be honest, I have been having some trouble with my jetpack.  The Krayt bones set into my armor make it a tad, top heavy, it’s the landing that gives me problems.

La’Wrathe: Here, stand on these two chairs. They have a narrow base, but you should be able to get a feel for balance.  Move your back, and legs, shift your center of gravity, test where the most weight is on the armor, and stand so that you have an even footing. And get a nice wide stance to give yourself a good base.

V’inte: yeah... I see...

La’Wrathe: Now, lift off when ready, keep your balance, and come back down.

V’inte: *lifts off with her jetpack, loops high in the air, fallowing Wrathe’s instructions, and lands perfectly*  Well I’ll be...

La’Wrathe: nicely done.

Based on a Roleplay with a new recruit to my guild Shadow Alliance on Starforge Server, in which the Mandalorian V’inte wears the heavy Merciless Seeker armor, and has issues with her jetpack due to the heavy bones. It was really cool to roleplay a training session, and have it go well.  I can’t wait to roleplay with her again, there is a lot of potential for Mandalorian stuff.

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Lonville Watches Rallymaster sports Chronograph has recently been launched in a Ltd Ed run of 88 pieces in blue, black, red or green. However here is the engine powering that beauty #lonvilleclassic #lonville #indiebrand #indiewatch #sportswatch #chronograph (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMw1eCrLTth/?igshid=ntum7c5fkux9

[inventors-fair]

Runners-Up and Personal Grown Faves ~

@dont-wanna-wanga - Grand Phantom of Nightveil

I think this card is amazing. I’d worry about it warping limited formats, but its high cost makes it FEEL less of a blowout than Thief of Sanity.

@doubleohsandwich - Slimefoot, the Overgrowth

It’s a great engine, but one sac outlet makes it go infinite. I think that there’s some design chops here. Actually, without a tap ability, I feel that there are quite a few ways to make this go fairly easily infinite. Might wanna check that out.

EDIT: @illharg-the-rave-boar - Shadowborn Elder

I ALMOST FORGOT BECAUSE OF FILE MISHAPS SORRY. ANYWAY. Ahem. I think that, depending on the format, this card could be super busted but not in a warping way or completely useless. Fetchlands? Heck yes. Gimme. I think that the idea here is excellent. I’d like to see it executed.

@mistershinyobject - Grand Inquisitor

Hell yeah. This is the first of two Elite Inquisitor upgrades here, and I’m all for it. Reach in white feels odd, but the fact that this card can annihilate any non-human entity on Innistrad (besides Spirits, but I mean, he is only human) is awesome.

@nine-effing-hells - Burning-Tree Proclaimer

Rare mana dorks are an odd bird.The potential for mana-fixing is a neat aspect, and the ETB ability is strong enough to push it out of uncommon. I would shrug if I was a standard player, perhaps, but commander and limited? Hell yes. And casual as well! This card is the good, calm side of Gruul

@rosencrypt - Dragonfire Bow

Good enough to make me pump my fist and go “hell yeah.” Strong enough to make me suck air through me teeth and go “Well, though, repeatable Dead in any color is really strong for that cost. I feel that it might be a powerhouse in limited and not in the good way.”

@tmstage - Inquisitor Rallymaster

For its cost, its body is great. For its ability, I think this is a fine mythic. Undead feels frustrating to me because it doesn’t include everything that the Inquisitor wants it to include and I think that as a word, it’s great. What would its practical use be in the set? This isn’t rhetorical, I’d love to see it. I’m not all the way there quite yet.

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The Right Way | Part Thirteen

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In the timeline where Crow turned right, he knew he’d eventually have to face up to his past.

Even though he’d lost all contact with his former comrades, he’d managed to pick up on the murmurings, here and there. Nothing on Nines and Lyrisal themselves, of course… but there were whispers of a breakout at one of the less secure Republic facilities. A place where Crow was reasonably certain some of the lower ranking Deserters had been held; recent recruits, civilians who had not abandoned their army but rather been disillusioned by their former lifestyles, ordinary people seeking a different status quo.

“Come on, are none of you out on this fething frequency anymore? It’s me. Crow. Don’t tell me there’s nobody listening…” But if there was someone listening, they weren’t responding. He’d started trying to contact them again a few weeks back, but to no avail. And with every unanswered signal, he grew increasingly certain that his comm was purposefully blocked, and he knew why.

Coward. For years he’d tried to push it out of his mind, the way he’d fled, the terror he’d known.  No matter that he’d tried to turn things around; no matter that he’d turned his ship back to the fight, it had all come to naught, as they were eventually rounded up and marched into their cells… without him. Because he’d abandoned them. Because he’d been afraid of exactly that. And if the Free People’s Army was mobilising once more, if they were finally breaking themselves free… oh, Nines would never suffer his cowardice to go unpunished.  One way or another, she’d get to him.

He turned his weary blue eyes to the co-pilot’s seat, where Nela was curled up asleep.

Nel.

The only thing that had kept him going all these years. His only reason for being. High paying jobs in his line of work were either extremely dangerous, or deeply unpalatable. She was the reason he’d opted more for the latter, in recent times. Better to do unsavoury work and be able to see to her dinner the following day.

But now… well. It was all going to catch up with him. And he knew he’d have to make sure her future was accounted for before it did.

***

“Well! I think it’s time we pitted our newbloods against one another, get a look at their hand-to-hand skills.” The toned zabrak warrior, chieftain of his clan, turned his eyes to the two newest recruits of Aliit Motir’ang.

Ahuska gulped. Life had certainly taken an unpredictable turn in the last few weeks. She’d never had much hope for being invited into another clan; and especially not now, after the Eternal Empire had rained its blows across the galaxy and soldiers, warriors, tried and proven fighters were all that any rebuilding clan was after.

She’d met Alor Scottrys and his rallymaster, Sydica, doing a simple fodder delivery, overseeing the transport of a crate of live nuna from Dxun to Tattooine. She’d had no idea at the time that their clan were dedicated beast handlers; trappers and trainers both, and in sore need of more hands at that. They didn’t have to watch her handling her sleek silver varactyl long before they extended the offer to join them, and just like that, she found herself telling her old mentor Mirshko’vlk the news, packing her things and getting ready for a whole new life.

Though he was sad to see her go, his pride was undeniable, and the thought of trying to keep her back unthinkable. “Bout time you got yourself off the ranch and out into the galaxy” he’d said, shuffling into her room with a squirming ball of fur and teeth bundled in one arm.

The look that the young Bothan shot him; wide blue eyes, soft and sincere and struck with sudden concern, just made him laugh. “Oh, don’t even think about it, Hus’ika. Don’t you dare think of sticking around on my account. I’ve got Reyr to help around the place, and I’m sure there’s an ad’ika or two down in the Vale that would be happy to earn a few extra credits if she’s not enough. I’ll miss you, sure. The beasts will miss you doubly. But you deserve the chance to make something more of yourself.” The little thing he was carrying revealed itself to be a ten week old Nexu cub with a yowl and a wild flailing of her gaping jaws, at which point Mirshk’ deftly grabbed her by the quills and offered her out to Ahuska. “Here. I know you always wanted one. Something to remember the place by, hm?”

“Oh. Oh shab. Shab! She’s beautiful!” Ahuska scooped her up in an instant, and already those eyes of hers were brimming over. “Vor’e, Mirshk! Vor’e!”

She’d been so busy in the following weeks, she hadn’t even taken the time to settle on a name for the little cub, that now squeezed its way up from her lap and onto the top of the bar at which she sat with her new clanmates. Just a few days prior she’d helped them reclaim their old stronghold, having learned that they’d been forced to abandon it during the galactic conflicts and it had since been settled by a tribe of Sand People. That had been somewhat confronting; as brief and mild as the firefight had been, it was the first time in her life that she’d turned a blaster on another sapient being. But she had handled rifles before, was a reasonable hunter and had been forced to defend herself against dangerous animals before.

This, however? A fist-fight? With a complete stranger? This was something new. And in its own way, completely terrifying.

The man who sat a little way down the bar had to be at least a decade older than her. He’d been lounging there, wise-cracking, making cheeky remarks toward Sydica like he’d known her for years as opposed to having been pulled out of the Hutta swamps and invited back to the clan base only a couple of days ago. Ahuska had been too deathly shy to say anything to him just yet, but now she stared at him, at his bright blue eyes, the brightest she’d ever seen… his shaggy mop of slate grey hair, the rough stubble that accented his jawline and the striking tattoo that coiled its way up the right side of his face…

And then he was turning his broad, toothy grin toward her, and she found herself suddenly shaking her head. “Fight? No… I don’t… I mean I don’t really know how, I’m not sure I’d be any good to… to go up against…”

“Come on,” he said, getting up to his feet and motioning to the door with an incline of his head. For all that he’d been cracking wise and smarmy a moment ago, he now looked so utterly warm and encouraging, Ahuska started to feel herself unravel. “You’ll be fine.”

With her new Alor and rallymaster urging her on, Ahuska followed her roguish new clanmate down to the compound’s arena.

He knew what he was doing; she did not. The fight was short, finished when he delivered a blow to the end of her snout that took her so by surprise she wound up flat on her rear, doing all she could to stop hot tears of pain springing into her eyes. She was hurt, she was embarrassed at her own miserable ability, but she was overjoyed in an utterly inexplicable way.

“I’m going to have to go check in on Nela,” he said, after helping her up and clapping an arm about her shoulders. “But if you want a few pointers some time, I’m pretty sure my tent is right down from yours. Ahuska, was it?”

She nodded, flustered, with her hands pressed to her nose to try and stem the blood flow.

“I’m Crow, not sure you caught that earlier. You did great.” He gave her arm a gentle nudge before heading on his way, and Ahuska felt her heart swell like it never had before.

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In the timeline where Crow turned left, Ahuska’a knew she’d crossed a line.

One very late night, when she’d successfully completed a hunt that only required the return of the hapless target’s head to receive full payment, she’d set up her camp out in the plains of Dantooine where she’d finally tracked the being down. A pirate of some sort, deserted his crew or double-crossed them or something, she didn’t particularly care about the finer details. Or even the greater details.

He was now just chunks of meat that she was carving up to feed her Anooba, old Rayshe’a, Resol and gangly young E’tad. It was blessedly late, and she was tired, and not looking forward to heading back out to find some game for herself. And so, while stoking her small fire, she came to the conclusion that she wouldn’t. What difference did it make, really? He was already dead. He was about to be devoured anyway. She could go out there and shoot down some animal; some lovely creature that had never crossed her, never done the galaxy a bad turn… or just share the meat with her dogs, a filthy criminal who the galaxy wouldn’t miss.

She knew she crossed a line that night, and felt just enough shame about it that she knew she’d have to keep it from her Clan, distant as she was from them these days. But not enough shame to stop herself.

***

It was a few months later that he tracked her down.

“Ahuska’a Ga’ihlr.”

She looked up from her patch of shade at the man who approached her in the bustling marketplace. A fairly unimpressive looking fellow, old but lean and spry in that way Sith often were, for Sith he surely was, judging by his eyes. “Mmm?”

“The Bothan Butcher?”

“Heh, that what they calling me these days? Easy, E’tad.” She placed a steadying hand at the nape of the young Anooba’s bristling neck. “Who d’you want me to shank, then?”

“Oh, no, no. If it were as simple as that, I’d be quite capable of handling it on my own. I’ve come with more of a… ahhh, business proposition, if you will.”

“Don’t need no partner. ‘n why would you need me if you’re not after a kill?” She spoke with the blunt confidence of one who trusted her reputation to keep her reasonably safe, in the right neighbourhoods.

He was equally to the point. “I need a Bothan. Preferably one with as few scruples as yourself.”

“Hrm?” The look she shot him was equal parts suspicious and curious. “Dunno if you’ve noticed, but I hardly fit the regular mould. Y’ haven’t thought to try Bothawui or Kothlis first?”

“Mmmm, no. I’d rather someone I could trust a little more to actually be on side with me. And, frankly, if you know anything about your own species you’d know why a Bothawui citizen would be less than ideal.”

“Hmf. You’re not really selling yourself, though. Gimme one good reason to hear you out.”

“I’ve watched your career, the last little while. You seem hell bent on punishing the galaxy. Would I be right in assuming it’s because the galaxy took something precious from you, some time ago?”

Ahuska’a stood abruptly, launching into the silver-haired man with a fierce kick to the guts that sent him reeling back a step. “Go feth yourself,” she snarled, pressing forward while her Anooba growled and bristled at her heels. “Before I set my dogs on you.”

He backpedaled swiftly, throwing up his hands in a gesture that was part surrender, part threat, as the dancing flickers of electricity crackled about his fingertips and made it plain he was prepared to defend himself. “What if I told you there was a way to undo that?”

Ahuska’a froze. A bewildering emotion seized hold of her, and it took a few long, furious moments for her to recognise it. Hope. How dare he give her hope. “You’ve got five minutes to convince me before I let my dogs eat you just for suggesting that.”

And so it was that Ulfran brought Ahuska’a on board on his hunt for the Tempus Shard.

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Aaaaaaa okay this segment is a little dear to my heart, because not only do we see the moment where Ahuska and Crow meet for the first time... but also the RP where I met @humanrevolt for the first time, too. And what a damned brilliant ride it’s been from that point!! I hope my memory serves it well.

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💥RALLY VILLA MERCEDES💥 ✔Parque de asistencia en La pedrera. ✔20:33 hs larga el super especial clasificatori #RallyMaster #rallyvillamercedes #RallyPuntano (en Parque La Pedrera - San Luis) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChdGthPpcRc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Brands Hatch RallyMaster 44/52 2021 by amipal Via Flickr: Brands Hatch Circuit, Kent, United Kingdom.

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@oultonparkofficial RallyMaster Toyota GT86 on the #rallystage. Shot on Sony Alpha A9 #toyota #gt86 #scionfrs #toyotagt86 #rally #rallycar #motorsport #motorsportphotography #motorsportphotographer #Automotive #racetrack #sonyalpha #sonyalphaa9 #sonya9 #bealpha #sonyalphauk #sonyuk — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/2owHtl0

[swtor-legacy-sitcom]

My Alliance’s Legacy Dynamic

The way I imagine my Alliance and its dynamic works with my Legacy toons and NPCs is this:

Skarabe: the ‘Outlander’ Pursues the Throne of Zakuul. he is the one that has Valkorian trying to manipulate him, and there is a lot of manipulation going back and forth as ‘Darth Anubis’ hides his identity until Arcann attacks Asylum and Anubis cracks upon losing everything a second time, rather than using Valkorian’s power, he uses his own with less dramatic results but still quite powerful, they basically play a lot of Cat and Mouse mind games with each other.

Amun Raa: has abandoned the Empire at this point and is pretending to serve Zakuul, and enforce its rule in the Empire while secretly stealing Zakuulan tech to bolster Z’tuua and his holdings.  Abandons Zakuul some time later after Senya flees with Arcaan and Skarabe falls into a depression, (I ship Skarabe and Senya) and fulfills a ‘Crown Prince’ and heir role, standing in for his father as needed.

La’Wrathe:  Takes on the Role of ‘Alliance Commander’ in a Military context on behalf of the Akastis leading their forces to Victory, unless he is called to Battle by Mandalore.  Also helps train Alliance troops, as he is a Mandalorian Rallymaster.  He had to be recruited as he felt he was dishonored by the Death of Mandalore the Vindicated as he served in the vanguard, and during the timeskip had begun hunting high profile Zakuulan targets to regain his honor

Azul’de: running a swinger’s club/ sex club in the Zakuulan old world for Zakuulan thrill seekers.  Uses her contacts with the Hutt Cartel to gain aid for the Alliance as well as the Zakuulan Underworld, also secretly an enforcer for her family.

Thoth: taken over control of Wrathe’s Guild, the Shadow Alliance, but brings the Akasti’s old Imperial holdings into the Alliance, and helps Lana lead the Imperial side of things.  She is all but on her deathbed at this point.

Orin Kaas: leads Jedi, and republic strike teams against Zakuul, all while studying Zakuul Knight and Scion Ideology to form detailed plans of attack, and understand their enemy, also learns from the Sith and othersin the Alliance about differing ideology, and becomes an eager pupil of Lana Beniko.

CLAN WRATHE: Aid their Clan Leader Wrathe in hunting High Priority Zakuulan Targets such as paladins, and destroying the Exarch Academy and Horizon Guard bases

THE RISHI SYNDICATE: Led by Black Stache, they bolster the Alliance’s Underworld Logistics Faction, with mercenaries, cyber beasts, supplies, and recruit straight up pirates who are their clients to join the Alliance.

THE YAVIN TRIAD: The Three Sith Pureblood hedonists semi Adopted by Azul’de begins plans to Seize Zakuul’s Criminal underworld for themselves, and also use it to bolster the Alliance’s powerbase

HOUSE AKASTI: Has abandoned the Empire and is enjoying ‘Royal Family’ Status on Ztuua, with Zakuul being unaware of their existance. They return with legions of true pureblood sith, original masssassi and original kissai to bolster the Akasti faction and powerbase on Odesson, though no-one outside Lana, Theron and Senya have been to Ztuua

I felt the need to write this, as I realized that I considered Wrathe to be the Alliance Commander, but Skarabe winds up the new Emperor with Raa as his heir, so there were some logistics to work out

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Lonville Watches Rallymaster in Black, sports Chronograph @£3550 and only 88 pieces made, beautifully finished #lonville #lonvilleclassic #chronograph #sportswatch #black (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNRwFyHrb_E/?igshid=1fzj2y7zgysdh