#skidders

[gbhbl]

My Favourite Video Game: Skidders

My Favourite Video Game sees producer and blues, rock, and jazz guitarist Skidders (aka Steve Skidmore) telling us all about his favourite video game!

My Favourite Video Game is a guest feature from bands and artists where we set them a simple task… tell us about your favourite video game. In this feature, producer and blues, rock, and jazz guitarist Skidders (aka Steve Skidmore) accepts the challenge. You can read all about his choice below. My favourite video game is the tennis one my father brought home from his electrical shop, in Bearwood…

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Skidders Releases New Track, 'Monday Is Calling'

Skidders Releases New Track, ‘Monday Is Calling’

Skidders (aka Steve Skidmore) is back with a brand new single taken from his critically acclaimed studio album ‘Friends & Family Vol. 2’. The album contains further songs after last year’s ‘Friends & Family’ album, written and dedicated to his friends and family members. About this third single, Monday Is Calling, he says: “I met David Bristoll working at an Engineering company in Pershore. I…

[mikeorazzi]

Canon Vixia HF G70 Camcorder Logging Caterpillar Skidder #logginglife #l...

[crypticjuniizz]

I can NOT draw human characters that well, but here’s a strange (yet amusing?) idea that came to my mind if Kaito got ahold of the Pandora Gem??

I tried my best but honestly I don’t like it lmao

[seyferta]

Star Wars: The New Jedi Order favourite characters: Priestess Elan, Vergere, Danni Quee, Jacen Solo, Elegos A'Kla, His Eminence Harrar, Tahiri Veila, Mezhan Kwaad, Wurth Skidder, and Ikrit.

[speculative-world]

somacephalus, more commonly called a ammonia skidder, are ostoexoapo which have superficially converged on the mobility of a telluric water skidder, their hindset of limbs are coated in an ammoniaphobic fluid which combined with their posture allows them to stay on the surface of the body of ammonia they live on, they arent very efficient walkers on land and prefer to drag themselves with their foreset of limbs towards the closest body of ammonia, their primary food source is ammonianthus nectar which they use their foreset of limbs to bring up to their proboscis which they will also extend, their foremost forelimbs have evolved into a set of hornlike structures which they use as display as well as anchoring themselves on the cores of ammonianthids while mating and laying eggs, their eggs are very hardy and will be layed on or inside developing ammonianthid fruits and will be swallowed by macrodermaderes and will survive their digestive system and will usually find themselves in another oasis or body of ammonia with many seeds of ammonianthids, their cladistics have been subject to many debates but recent genetic testing and fossil evidence shows they are part of the same clade as brachiodontostoma and xylostomas, branching off just before the common ancestor of those two, if you have any questions about this seelenlos at all please dont be afraid to ask i am more than happy to answer

[confettisprinklzz]

i had the chance to stab my father an i didn't do it how sad

[joideka]

Ideas for Spider!Error Sans Appearance

Spiders are one of my favorite little critters in the world, always appreciative of what they do

So I would like to share some of the spiders I think would resemble Error Sans (and who knows maybe I'll draw it)

If you have arachnophobia or any fear of spiders, please be warned that there are pictures of spiders. Sorry about that ;w;

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Maratus Spicatus Peacock Spider

This is such a darling little boi, and I love the pattern on his abdomen

Maratus Personatus Peacock Spider

Not as colorful, but still a darling

Maratus Amabilis Peacock Spider

The most colorful and shimmery of them all!!!

Phidippus Johnsoni Jumping Spider

A common but fine boi, perhaps a little more true to the story's description

Agriope Aurantia Garden Spider

BIG BOI BIG BOI BIG BOI

And these are all the fine bois!!!

I hope you enjoyed, and check out the original story!

[gbhbl]

13 Days of Halloween: Horror Q&A: Skidders

Skidders (aka Steve Skidmore) is producer and guitarist who writes and records music in blues, rock and jazz genres. He took part in our Halloween Horror Q&A.

Skidders (aka Steve Skidmore) is an English producer and guitarist who writes and records music in blues, rock and jazz genres. His motto “He can’t sing, but he can play the guitar”, whilst borders on reality, means most self-penned songs are instrumental allowing him to showcase his unique style and sound. This also ensures compositions are well suited to TV and Film ‘sync’ use. Projects and…

[lethiepie]

CLUB PENGUIN ORIGINS PART 1 - The beta test (3/3)

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[crypticjuniizz]

He’s just flustered :]

[kvetch19]

Still from the American action film The Sky Skidder (1929) with Al Wilson, Wilbur McGaugh, Gilbert Holmes, and Helen Foster, on page 19 of the May 26, 1928 Universal Weekly.

[tumble-employees-kids-hell]

RIP Girl

[alexthetrashyracoon]

Simon is the center player of his ice hockey team and tonight they had ordered one last trainings session before the next big game against the Shadows.

When he walks onto the ice rink, he is frozen all of a sudden as he watches a figure on the other side of the rink slide across the ice, gracile like gazelle.

You look beautiful as you slide around the rink, doing your jumps and pirouettes and whatever else figure skaters did, not that Simon knows much about the gentler side of ice skating.

You come to a skiddering halt close to Simon, a smile on your red face.

“Sorry, I’ll be gone in a second. Have lost track of time.” You say and look at Simon before hearing his coach agree.

“I’m Simon.” He says and helps you over the step that leads off the ice. You nod at him as a thanks and tell him your name in return. “You should come to the game tomorrow.”

“Is that a date?” You chuckle and reach for the towel on the nearest bench to wipe away the sweat from your forehead.

“No. It will be a date after the game, the game is just to push my ego and show that I’m worthy of your attention.” He grins and skates over to where his coach stands to rip a piece of paper from the clipboard and ignores the man’s complaints before he writes his number down and hands it to you.

And of course his team wins the game the next day with easy, Simon puts all he has into the game just to impress you.

Not that he need to, you had a crush on Simon for the longest of time, maybe since the first time you two crossed paths on the ice.

After that date you join him for every single hockey game and Simon, he drags the rest of the team along, joins you for every single figure skating competition that there is. He doesn’t even stay away when you qualify for Olympia and follows you to cheer on you.

And when he and his team makes it to the nationals, oh boy, you have your luggage packed already, not missing seeing him flattening his enemies and taking win after win!

[sommerregenjuniluft]

@jegulus-microfic june 19 — mechanic — 843 words aka motocross enthusiasts to future boyfriends

James hastens to unclip and throw off his helmet. Carelessly, he throws it to the side where it lands with a dull thud in the foliage while he runs over to the person that just slipped off their motocross bike in front of him.

They were racing each other.

He came out of nowhere, appearing on the trail right next to James. As if he’d materialized himself out of thin air. Decked out in all black and bike an atrocious lime yellow-green that doesn’t blend with the background of the forest even if it wanted to.

He’d snaked his way in front of James when their twin paths united again. Two fingers were tipped from his helmet in a mock salute and then he’d accelerate hard and fast, swirling dirt at James’ helmet visor.

And, well. James has never said no to a challenge a day in his life. Especially from such a cheeky opponent. So James had revved his engine and done his best to keep up and find ways to overtake his mysterious challenger.

The thing is, the other guy was fast. Quick and nimble on his bike, winding between trees and seeking out every opportunity to get a good head start. Jumping off hills instead of taking them easier, dangerous maneuvers, snapping branches and leaving behind angry wheel tracks.

And James was chasing. As soon as the trees cleared a little James managed to pull almost level with him. The biker threw multiple looks over his shoulder when he noticed and James’ grin sharpened when he heard a short laugh from his front left. They parted ways when James chose to round a hill instead of going up and over it, slowing down to keep out of the other’s landing range.

But just as quickly James’ smile was gone.

Maybe the ground was muddier than the guy thought or he got too high-spirited. His hind wheel slipped right from underneath him upon hitting the ground again, making him tumble forward with the remaining momentum and his bike sideways.

Now, James skidders down onto his padded knees next to the body laying in the dirt. “Fuck, hey! You okay?”

He gets a groan in response, raspy and breathless.

And then James gets all breathless when the other guy weakly shoves off his own helmet. It’s pale skin contrasting starkly with his all black getup, dark curls tumbling onto his forehead and stormy eyes fluttering up at him.

Oh.

The gorgeous man on the ground grunts vaguely, “Never been better.”

James makes a skeptical noise. “Hey, open your eyes for me again. Can you see clearly?”

Slowly, grey eyes blink open and try focusing on James’ figure kneeling over him. His lips part around a silent gasp once they’re wide open, looking at James intensely. “Um, yeah,” he answers.

James’ mouth tips into a grin. “Hi there.”

“Hi,�� the other breathes weakly.

“And your name is?”

“Regulus.”

James hums, “And how many fingers do you see, Regulus?” He holds up 3.

“Three,” Regulus answers dutifully.

James switches his fingers, holding his thumb to his forefinger, the tips of both of them creating a little heart. “And how many now?” James smirks.

Regulus’ wide eyed glance turns into a scowl, lips pouting as he pushes James’ hand away with a grumbling noise. James doesn’t miss the way his cheeks pinken though.

Regulus tries to sit up but he immediately plops back onto his elbows with a groan.

“Don’t be a hero,” James admonishes and pushes him to lay back down.

“How’s my bike?” Regulus wants to know. It’s quiet safe for the sounds of the forest, birds chirping, wind rustling the thicket.

James looks over his shoulder where the lime green atrocious is laying sideways in the leaves. The motor isn’t on anymore but it doesn’t look bent or scratched. “Looks in okay shape,” James replies, turning back to Regulus. He’s looking up at him with an uneasy gleam in his bright eyes. James drives a hand through his hair, licks his lips. Regulus’ eyes follow the motion. ”Easily fixable, I bet,” James reassures, “Probably just some of the electronics impacted.”

Regulus lets his head thump back into the foliage with an unhappy groan.

James grins. “Hey, y’know what? I’ll take you to my mechanic. Guy’s awesome! Funniest person I know and he really knows his bikes.”

James expects Regulus to lighten up and be thankful for the offer but instead he’s met with an almost patronizing smile in return. “Hard pass. I already have a trusted mechanic.”

James narrows his eyes, feeling defensive. “Well, your loss then. Sirius always does a flawless job for a good price. Plus,” he grins again, “His fancy ass espresso machine makes a mean hot chocolate. And he lets me have one every time.” James nods to himself, feeling victorious.

Something flits over grey eyes and then Regulus’ own lips tip onto a smirk. “I know,” he answers and James is properly confused for a few momentps before Regulus goes on. “I bought it for my brother.”