#surf charter

[everyone-has-their-story]

JJ’s charter company with Jarah’s surf shop?!?! (I think that is what is on the right side of the sign)

[comfortedhomes]

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[lydiaas]

jiara: share a joint, out of focus and in the background me: this means they've been blissfully in love for 18 months and they live in a cute little shack close to the beach and the marina so kie can save turtles and jj can run his charters and in the evenings they surf and smoke and put pins on a map for the surf trip they're still planning

[sobx9]

Hi! I really appreciate you taking the time to share your thoughtful analysis and criticisms about obx 🫶🏼 I love reading your posts, I agree with every word & it makes me feel validated in my disappoint and feelings after season 4. Thanks so much!!

I’m curious - have you/will you write obx or jiara fics at all? Having read your content, I feel like you’d be a great fic writer. I know I’d read something you wrote! Thanks again for taking the time ❤️

Hi, thank you so much for the sweet message. Writing my thoughts down has really helped me sort out my feelings about the show. And reading people’s own opinions has been so much fun.

When it comes to fics, I have so many ideas in my head, some even with dialogue but actually writing them down has been difficult. I am trying, but failing miserably.

Here’s few of my ideas that I might or might not ever finish and publish:

-while on their surf trip, Kiara surprises JJ with their friends for his birthday and they have a good old time. Includes bungee jumping and red lingerie set.

-Kiara get jealous when JJ is asked for a threesome with two random girls while they are travelling through Europe

-Mike tries to bond with JJ by booking his charter tour. Pope and John B come with to help only to then tease JJ relentlessly about all the times he’s been crushing on Kiara over the years.

-Mike and JJ bond after Luke is found dead in Yucatan.

-Kiara and JJ have a heart to heart on a boat ride back home from Morocco.

[female-buckets]

yea, that “rising tide will lift all boats” spiel sounds like trickle down economics and we’ve all seen how that actually worked out. That tide is mainly going to lift one and if the CBA gets renegotiated in the heavily players’ favor, I can already see media finding a way to credit it solely to one player again. Jeez, this season is going to be so annoying. Hoping for Rickea or Aaliyah to get ROY.

Rookie of the year is voted on by media so only one player is winning it. But I think Cam Brink will put up impressive stats this year.

Also, I do feel for all the Caitlin and Hawkeye fans that are brand new to the league. Not the mean-spirited ones of course. They can fuck off. But for the rest of them, I understand that from their perspective, the established WNBA fans might seem like gatekeepers. It might seem like we're unwelcoming or unappreciative of Caitlin.

But that's not really how it is. We all recognize her as a record setter because that's the title and accolade she earned. But from our perspective, fans and media are giving her many titles she hasn't earned yet. And the main one that bothers me is when league growth is credited as the "Caitlin Clark effect." Caitlin Clark did not build this movement. She's surfing on top of a wave created by other WNBA players. Fever ticket sales and Fever charter flights are definitely thanks to the Caitlin Clark effect. But clearly, that hasn't benefitted other WNBA teams. The other teams aren't actually flying charter.

Minnesota is the only other team flying charter and that's due to the Cheryl Reeve effect. If the Lynx didn't get the benefits that Caitlin gets, Reeve would burn down the WNBA league office. The league is genuinely afraid of Cheryl's wrath.

So any growth and benefits that show up on other teams are not thanks to Caitlin Clark. That growth is thanks to the people like Cheryl who work for those teams

[jjthesurfer]

a day in my surf shop, deep sea charters!

feel free to come and visit. im waiting for ya 🤙🏻

[candlefairybb]

MERMAY DOODLE-

Sorry for lack of mermay content, i busy-

Aaaaanywaysss, Y/N, or rather, You are a part of an organization that cleans the ocean! I wanna do more info abt this, but I feel like that deserves it’s own post. (Also the urge to write a Fanfiction based on this specific AU is strong VERY STRONG)

It also seems that this organization has gotten the attention of some particular mer….and their main focus is on you.

More abt this au:

Basically everyone gets their own little paddle boats, which are kinda like big surf boards but they were definitely built to be more boat like. The little shade/roof thingy can be moved or altered, it’s basically a little sail, but considering the job, it’s used more as a shade provider. Everyone gets mesh bags to clip to their belts, and then you go below the surface and collect trash, putting it in the mesh bags. Two bags for trash, and one for things the diver could determine as valuable. You come back up to your little boat, deposit what’s in your bags to buckets, boxes or a larger tighter mesh bag. When your boat is full, you return to the organization’s main boat for your team. They haul up the trash you’ve collected then you can continue collecting. The organization gets paid for cleanup, so this is basically your job. They have multiple fleets around the shore, but your team is the smallest. A small crew runs the main ship, and you and some other members run the small paddle boat fleet, collecting trash. If an area is deemed clean, then the boat will move to a new location nearby (all of which is chartered on a grid map) All the little paddle boats get raised and the swimmers will return to the main boat.

Everyday when the boat releases from the dock in the morning, a couple of swimmers will lower their paddle boats and explore through their commute or places they have cleaned already to check for anything new. If an area seems recently or majorly littered then the rest of the swimmers will deploy to help clean. If everything is all good the boat will continue to an uncleaned sanction of their map.

Your specific team isn’t just small, but it’s rather isolated from the rest of the organization. Considering every team is made up of the town they were assigned to, it makes sense your team would be small and isolated. A small coastal town is where your team is located, far from the rest of the teams. Which means a lot more attention from merfolk gets put on your team than on other teams in the organization.

It also means y’all get paid a lot to clean up after town events or major celebrations that are held near the shore, on docks, or out on boats. You can afford to live comfortably while doing something you love.

Anywaysssss- yeah I really want to write a fanfiction for this but like idk if anyone is gonna read that-

Anyways lots of tags

UPDATE

tis’ official 😌

[scotianostra]

On the 31st July 1979 Dan Air flight 0034 failed to safely take off from Sumburgh Airport, Shetland, with the loss of both pilots and 15 passengers.

The Hawker Siddeley HS 748 with 47 people aboard careened off the end of the runway and crashed into the freezing waters of the North Sea, which quickly began to fill the cabin. As the passengers struggled to escape, the plane started to sink nose first, slipping beneath the waves with passengers and crew alike still trapped inside. Thirty people managed to swim to shore or were picked up by rescuers, but 17 drowned both inside and outside the plane, unable to escape the rising water or negotiate the pounding surf.

The wrecked aircraft was salvaged and taken to a hangar for a thorough examination, including both engines being stripped down. The plane's propeller control units were tested and performed within specification. There was no evidence of overheating or any fire.

The Air Accidents Investigation Branch (AAIB) concluded that the accident was the fault of locked elevators, preventing the plane from getting airborne. It was determined that the elevator gust lock had re-engaged during the pilot's takeoff checks and that it was not noticed until it was too late to abort the takeoff.

Following the crash, all British HS-748 planes were fitted with a light on the gust-lock lever to warn the pilots if the lever was not in the correct position. Dan-Air also redesigned how the life jackets were stowed.

There’s a full explanation of the crash and the faults causing it. here

In 2013, a memorial was erected near Sumburgh Airport to commemorate all lives lost at or near the airport.

[whoiserenity]

LOVE TO HATE ME ~ Rafe Cameron x Female Reader ~ CHAPTER ONE

contains: alcohol, bad behavior, smoking, fighting, unhealthy jealousy.

trope: enemies to lovers.

credits: introduction is from Outer Banks, season 1, episode 1.

a/n: this is gonna be a mini series and updates are prob gonna be slow.

The Outer Banks, Paradise on Earth.

It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses.

Two tribes, one island.

All right, so Figure Eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the Kooks. So, guess where we don't live.

And then the south side or the cut. Home of the working class who make a living busing tables, washing yachts, running charters. The natural habitat of... drumroll, please...

...The Pogues.

That's us. Pogues, pogies, the throwaway fish. Lowest member of the food chain. Okay. So the downside of Pogue life is we're ignored and neglected. But the upside of Pogue's life? We're ignored and neglected, which means we do whatever we want, whenever we want.

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One of the things you do daily in Pogue life. Surfing. JJ and John B were betting that whoever surfs the big wave coming in would get cash. Kiara, me, and Pope stayed on shore.

"5 bucks." John B said.

"Seriously, dude? 5 bucks for a big wave?" JJ raised an eyebrow at John B's words.

"I say 10 bucks!" Pope yelled at them from the shore.

"10? No. 20!" Kiara said.

"20?" JJ looked at John B who shook his head. "No? Okay. I say 50." JJ suggested as me, Kiara, and Pope agree.

"Where you gonna get 50 bucks?!" I yelled. JJ slammed his hands together before pointing to Kie.

Kiara's head whipped side to side before pointing to herself. "Me?!"

"Yes, you." JJ replied.

Kiara rolled her eyes before taking her wallet from her pocket and taking out $50 dollars and placing it in front of her.

"Alright, guys, the waves coming!" Pope shouted.

"Man, don't get your panties in a twist when I beat you!" JJ smirked at John B as he prepared himself for the wave.

John B chuckled before replying, "Let's see about that." Once the wave came they surfed it, and surprisingly they both managed to.

JJ looked at John B who smirked at him. "Whoever gets back on shore faster gets the dollar!" Pope laughed, so did me and Kiara as we watched JJ and John B surf back to shore, clearly trying to beat the other.

We cheered as they neared shore, now running to the cash.

JJ landed his hands on the cash first but John B catched up and put his hand on top of JJ's.

"Yo, dude, I laid on it first!" JJ exclaimed, shoving his damp hair away from his face.

John B chuckled and freed JJ's hand. "Alright. It's fair. But next time, I'm laying hands on a hundred." We chuckled at John B's words.

"Well, lookie here." A male voice called out.

We all turned to look at where it came from, only to see Rafe, with his petty little minions, Topper and Kelce.

Each of our smiles faltered at the sight of them. Kooks. People who think they own the island. We all had hatred for them ever since we were born. But my hatred for Rafe stood out.

There was just something about him and his face that tempted me to shove his head down into the ocean and keep it there until he couldn't breathe.

"What are you doing on our side of the island?" Rafe stopped in front of us, squinting his eyes at specifically me.

"Last time I checked, anyone can hang on the beach," JJ replied, glaring daggers at Rafe.

"Last time I checked you live in the cut." Kelce laughed when JJ was about to pounce on him but John B stopped him.

"Rafe, if you've got nothing nice to say, I suggest you leave." John B said, his tone calm but demanding.

Rafe cackled at his words, looking at Topper and Kelce who were snickering. "Oh come on, John B, are you literally kicking me out of my own side of the island?"

"You don't own the island, Rafe," I said, my tone annoyed and aggressive. He turned to me.

He rolled his eyes. "And you do?" He took a step closer to me. "You wasted your beauty by hanging out with... them.." He sneered, looking at JJ, John B, and Pope.

"Back off, man." Pope pushed Rafe away from me, causing him to stumble back and almost fall. Rafe looked shocked for a second before glaring at Pope and walking towards him, landing a punch on his face.

Kiara, and I gasped as John B and JJ tried to pull Pope out of the fight, meanwhile, Kelce and Topper were cheering for Rafe.

Rafe tackled Pope onto the sand and continued to abuse the living shit out of his face. He landed a few punches before Pope did to him. After Pope landed a punch on Rafe's face, John B and JJ took the time to pull him away from Rafe.

Pope glared at Rafe as he returned it. "Come on, Pope, let's go." John B glared at Rafe before walking away, us following behind.

"We're not done yet!" Rafe yelled as he got up from kneeling on the ground.

We finally got back to the Chateau, grabbing ice for the bruise on Pope's head. Kiara came back from the kitchen, handing Pope the cold compress as he took it and placed it on his bruise, muttering something under his breath.

I followed behind Kiara and sat down beside JJ, sighing. "Rafe's definitely not gonna let that go." I said as they all turned to me.

"What- what do you mean?" John B asked as I looked at him. "It's midsummers tomorrow and Pope has to help his dad deliver food there. If Rafe sees him, he's dead."

They all exchanged looks, knowing that my point was right. John B sighed and leaned back on his seat, Kiara looked down and JJ bit the inside of his cheek.

"We-ll?" Pope uttered, his voice voice breaking (he's not crying.)

"Alright, here's the plan." JJ propped his elbows on his knees and put his fingertips together. "You..." He turned to Pope. "You'll stay home, jus' tell your pops a lil' white lie, that you're sick and won't be able to help, then me and John B'll cover for you." JJ looked at John B.

Pope, Kiara, and me turned to John B. He sort of became the leader of the group because he was the most responsible out of the five of us, so we usually seek his approval if we ever suggest anything, specially when it comes to JJ.

John B sighed and took turns looking at the four of us before speaking.

"Fine."

Hi everyone! I'm back! It's been a month and I've been focusing on school but I took my time and finished the first episode of my Rafe Cameron mini series fanfic!

For everyone who has been waiting for it, here it is! Thank you so much for being patient!

That's all! ENJOY!

[thegodshavehorns]

Sleepover on Hellmurder Island: A Cruise

Your name is John Egbert, and you are about to meet a friend at the airport. This is a friend who you met online only a few months ago, and in most situations, this would not be a smart move. In this situation, it’s only slightly better.

“Straaaaaanger Danger!” you say to yourself, putting on a Texan accent just for kicks. Your chaperone, a plainclothes policewoman with a sigil of Mind printed on her cap, glances at you a moment, then goes back to looking bored. Maybe she drew the short straw, accompanying you while you take this little vacation. You ask her if that is the case.

Her verdict: “Why don’t you read a book or something, kid?”

She’s no fun.

What is kind of fun is that you’re in Honolulu, Hawaii! Vacation paradise! Land of hula and coconut bras!

…You don’t really know much about Hawaii. You’d buy a guidebook, but you’re not going to be in Honolulu for long. It’s really just a stopover. So instead you rifle through some free travel brochures.

You start pacing back and forth between the two nearest gates. It looks very sunny outside. You can see palm trees out beyond the runways, about the same size, at this distance, as the palm trees on the brochure in your hand.

The brochure also has surf boards and luaus and ladies in bikinis and fancy hotel spas. All sorts of stuff you’re pretty sure are not going to be happening to you on this trip. Unless Rose and Jade decide to wear bikinis. Um.

They don’t mention on the brochures how Kauai was overrun by the Witch’s monsters and abandoned about five years ago. That doesn’t count as “knowledge about Hawaii” — everyone knows about that… but chin up, John! Jade never mentioned monsters on her island. It’s probably fine.

Oh! You hear an announcement over the intercom. The flight from Houston has arrived at the gate! FINALLY.

Your escort holds up the “DAVE STRIDER” sign, and you scan the faces as they pour in, searching for the only one who will be wearing sunglasses inside the airport.

There! White-blond hair, dark shades, too-cool-for-school expression (never mind it was mid-summer!): Dave Strider, the one and only, just like on video chat.

“You’re so short, dude!” you blurt, and laugh. “I thought you’d be taller!”

“The webcam adds ten pounds,” he replies, not missing a beat. “Mine are vertical.”

“No way!” You grin. “I don’t think pounds can be vertical.”

“It’s just science, Eggy-B.” He raises one fist for a bump. “Pound it.”

“Pft.” You roll your eyes, but you can’t leave him hanging. You pound it. “I know this sounds sappy, but it’s good to meet you, man.”

He cracks a small smile. “We already met like six months ago, nerd! Hell, I meet you every day in fucking cyberspace. But I guess coming here and making a home run has got me all sappy too, ‘cause uh… Yeah.”

“Aw!” You beam at him. “I’m glad you think so too!”

———

“Dang.” You run your hands along the interior wood paneling of the yacht that will, over the course of the next three days, take you to Jade’s island home. “Fancy boat.”

“It’s alright,” says Dave, looking around the inner cabin of the yacht. “Don’t see why they couldn’t fly us there. Not like they can’t charter a plane. They have like infinite money. Scrooge McDucking up in this shit.”

You shrug. “Gods work in mysterious ways, who knows?” You grin. “But look at this snack bar, dude! There’s Gushers! You can’t get this on an airplane, come on. And there’s a couch and plush seats and, check it, a widescreen TV!”

“Is there a crew?” Dave wonders. “Or just that Mind-cop following you around?”

“I think she is here cause I uh, tried to run away, that one time,” you mumble. “But hey, I think there’s an Xbox attached here!”

“Mhm,” says Dave. “Hold that thought, I’m gonna go put my shit downstairs.”

Dave goes behind the counter and downstairs, his luggage rattling metallically as he drags it to the berth. You wonder briefly what he’s got in there that rattles so loudly, then go back to exploring the yacht.

This boat is unbelievably fancy. It’s got a minifridge and a bar (stocked with soft drinks, you checked), a DVD library (oh heck yes, they have Con Air and you’re absolutely going to force Dave to watch it). There’s a cupboard full of board games and another full of what looks like snorkeling gear. You’ve gone swimming in pools and once a lake, but never in the ocean before! You’re excited to try it, but also thinking a little bit about sharks. You’re not planning on telling Dave that part.

It’s nice that the yacht has a fair amount of space, so you probably won’t go too stir-crazy. The main indoor cabin has all the amenities, and the bedrooms are on the lower floor. There’s also a front deck and a back deck and an upper deck where there’s like, a captain’s room with lots of fancy looking monitors and buttons and stuff. You poke around the lower deck and find a locked room (maybe where the Mind-Cop is staying?) and also a cargo room, with a bunch of crates. They’re labeled with Jade’s name so you don’t mess with them.

Once you’ve explored to your satisfaction, you go to the upper deck, letting the wind blast in your face for a bit. It feels nice.

You turn to look back towards the boat’s…. You don’t remember what the back is technically called. The starboard? Anyway, you look towards the boat’s ass, and you see that the Honolulu shore is already barely visible in the distance. You’ve never been so far from home before. You swallow dryly.

“Hey,” says Dave from behind you.

You jump, just a little, and he smirks. “Pft, don’t jump off the deck, ectobiologist. They’ll have to stop the boat and waste hours fishing your ass out of the drink. We’ll be like, halfway to New Zealand or whatever and the Mind-cop steering the boat’ll be all: ‘Oops, we lost the less-cool one,’ and instead of kickin’ it with shirley temples and virgin mojitos we’ll have to go all the way the fuck back, only to find you dying of hypothermia in the unforgiving waves, and we’ll be like “I’ll never let go, John!” but we’ll have to let go cause you’ll be totally dead. Who did you think it was, fucking slenderman?”

You blink at him, just a moment, then smile. “It’s Hawaii. The water’s not that cold.”

He puts a hand on your shoulder and leans in like he’s whispering.  “One word, Eggy-B: jellyfish. Invisible, boneless sea-jello with poison that makes your flesh turn green and peel right off.”

You shove him lightly. “Fuck off, I am not gonna get stung by jellyfish.” You’re still grinning like a loon, excited at the prospect of spending nearly three days with no parental (or even any adult??) supervision. Anyway, fuck jellyfish.

“They can smell fear from miles away.”

You snort. “No way, man! You are definitely lying.”

“If the Witch changed ‘em, they could. Anyway, it’s not like you’re a marine biologist.” He pauses. “You’re an ecto-biologist, whatever the fuck that means.”

“It’s ghosts. So like, ectoplasm?”

“Okay, well ghosts are like the jellyfish of the graveyard.”

“Pfffaahahaha!”

This trip is gonna rule.

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That evening, you wander into the cabin, thinking about food.

“Yo check it,” says Dave, then launches himself off the wall and does a backflip over the dining table. The mind-cop, who is putting out a few platters of reheated pizza for you, frowns at him but says nothing.

That was the sweetest flip you’ve ever seen, and you let out a whoop. “Dude, you should try out for the Olympics.”

“Fuck that, can you see me in one of those leotards? Skin tight with sparkles and shit and a national flag? Doing a triple-spin reacharound with a forward pirouette off the uneven bars? No fucking way.” Dave sits down at the table. “Anyway, I’m out of practice.”

You shake your head in amazement. “Dude. Did the Rogue teach you that?”

“Uh.” You can’t read his expression behind the shades, but Dave’s posture shifts slightly, turning away. “Not really.”

“Oh.” You wait for him to elaborate. “Okay.” He doesn’t elaborate.

“What about you, Bob the Builder?” He nods at the hammer looped around your belt. “You’re always going on about the Seer. You gotta have something to show for it.”

“Oh. Uh.” You frown and rub your arms. Phantom bruises. “I guess. Nothing like that.”

The Seer has told you, in no uncertain terms, to never go anywhere without your hammer within arm’s reach. She even punished you once for not keeping it by your bed at night. These days you barely even notice the handle’s weight against your leg.

Thankfully, Dave drops the subject, inspecting the contents of a little box on the table. Tea bags, apparently. “This tea is shit,” he mutters. “Lipton, seriously?”

You smirk at him. “You’re a tea snob?”

“Jolly right pip pip,” he replies, doing a terrible Dick Van Dyke impression as he picks up his pepperoni slice with his pinky stuck out. “Fancy a cuppa yourself, good chap?”

“Whatever.” You roll your eyes.

“Bollocks. Bloody hell.” He wiggles his pinky in your face.

“Stop it.”

“Arse,” he continues, pronouncing the word with a hard ‘r.’

“What the fuck kind of accent is that? You sound like a pirate. Arrrrrrrrs.”

“Avast,” he concludes. “Shiver me timbers. Booty.”

You lift your foot up and shove your shoe in his face. “Booty yourself!”

You both laugh as the sun sets over the waves.

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After two days on the yacht, motoring smoothly through tropical heat, the interior is basically trashed, with dirty dishes and food wrappers everywhere. Your cabins are in a similar state. Why did Dave put a real godsdamn sword in the shower stall? It is a mystery for the ages.

You pass the time with Dave playing Marvel vs. Capcom and chatting about whatever. You manage to convince him to watch Con Air, and his commentary is both hilarious and scandalous. You love it. The Mind-Cop stays in her cabin or sometimes goes to the captain’s cabin, presumably to make sure the ship is still on course. But other than those occasional glimpses, you and Dave have the run of the yacht.

The lack of adults is normal for Dave. He doesn’t have parents. In fact, you’ve been specifically advised by the Seer to not bring up family-related topics with him. Because he’s traumatized or something. You’re not sure about that, though. He doesn’t seem traumatized.

It’s the morning of the third day, and you are scheduled to arrive at Jade’s island that evening. Some combination of your time zones changing and no fatherly supervision has messed up your internal clock something fierce, and when you wake up you have no earthly idea what time it is.

“Blargh,” you say, and stretch, and shuffle out of bed. You glance in the mirror. You look like a mess, and you could maybe use a shower, but there’s a sword in there, oh well. You decide to just pat your hair down. Good enough.

When you manage to slouch upstairs to the main cabin, Dave is already there, writing in his notepad in the sunlight. “Sup, sleeping not-so-beauty,” he says, not looking up from the pad of paper.

“Does that make you prince not-so-charming?” you shoot back. He smiles, just a little. You’ll take that as a win. “What time is it?”

He doesn’t glance up. “Noon or something. I dunno.”

“What are you doing?”

“Sketching some comics.” He waves the notepad around, and you get a glimpse of what looks like a stick figure of Hella Jeff being keelhauled. “No internet out here, it’s fucking barbaric. I feel like a goddamn caveman, making comics with a stick and paper. We’ve moved past this. Fuck. At least it’s ironic. Acoustic S.B.H.J.: ten times shittier and one hundred times slower. Read it and weep, Charles Schulz. Pee these nuts.”

You lean over to peer at the sketches, but other than the keelhauling, you can’t tell much of what is going on. “Is that the yacht? Is this autobiographical?”

“I fuckin’ hope not. I’m not-”

That’s when the Mind-cop rushes in, and there’s something about her body language that makes you both shut up. “Boys,” she commands, and you blink in surprise, not having heard her voice since the first day. “Get down in the cabins, there’s-”

WHUMP. The boat shudders and rocks, nearly throwing you off your feet, reminding you very viscerally of the fact that you are out at sea, hundreds of miles from the nearest shore, with only a thin aluminum-and-fiberglass hull separating you from briny doom.

“The fuck was that?” Dave voices the same question you were thinking, and you both rush to the window.

“Boys!” the cop snaps, but you don’t really care: you can see the water frothing outside.

“What’s-”

That’s when the thing erupts out of the water, immense, like a semi-truck heaving up from the waves, with what must be hundreds of clicking, skinny, chitinous limbs instead of a grille. Seawater glistens on its crusty back, pouring off the dark maroon sides of what looks like a shrimp the size of a whale. It remains there a moment, then lunges at the yacht, heaving itself up onto the deck and lifting pincers like twin excavator buckets.

“Gaugh!” you scream, lurching back from the windows of the cabin as the horrible crustacean bashes them with its claws, making spiderweb cracks. The mind cop unholsters a gun as the second blow shatters the windows entirely.

Dave is retreating down to the berth as the yacht rocks under the creature’s weight, lurching back and forth. Is he going to get his swords? Maybe he’s just running away.

“John! Get down, get a-!” The mind cop fires one shot, a harsh bang ringing in your ears, and then the creature knocks her over with a flailing limb as thick as a tree trunk. It turns, slightly, and then you’re looking directly into a giant eye, big as a soccer ball, black and glittering and sunk into the prow of what passes for the creature’s face.

The mass of writhing limbs on its front are reaching for the fallen cop. Maybe it’s going to eat her.

Your hand finds the handle of your hammer. The hammer finds the creature’s eye.

The problem with fighting a giant monster with a hammer, you quickly realize, is that a hammer’s handle really isn’t that long, so you have to get pretty close up to hit it. So close you’re practically on top of it. So when the creature shudders at your attack and flails its massive limbs, you scream and hold on to its carapace for dear life, hammer hooked into its ruined eye socket. Your feet scramble and slip, trying to steady yourself to lift your hammer and hit it again, but it’s bucking under you like a mechanical bull.

Then Dave makes a reappearance. “Fuck!” he shouts, seeing your predicament as you hang off the side of the monster. With that as his battle-cry, he thrusts at the creature’s side with a katana.

The fancy anime sword breaks right in two against the monster’s shell. Fuck if it even noticed the attack.

Dave, seemingly undeterred, leaps onto the back of the beast just like he had the cabin’s furniture, then grabs your arms and helps pull you fully on top, to a more stable position.

“Augh! Shit!” you scream. “What are we supposed to-”

The creature lifts its heavy front claws and bends them back towards you, like it’s trying to grab you or scrape you off its back.

You lift your hammer and thwack the creature on the top of the head as hard as you can, making a sound like smacking a solid brick.

THWACK! THWACK! CRACK! Are you making a difference? Is any of this doing anything? You don’t know, you just need to hit it and hit it and hit-

The creature lurches backwards, and it’s only when Dave tackles you bodily from behind that you realize it’s retreating, and it’s about to take you both with it, through the window and into the ocean.

You land hard on the floor of the cabin and, nerves still ringing with adrenaline, scramble to your feet. The monster is gone. The surface of the sea outside is placid, with no sign anything had ever been there. 

Splinters of wood and shards of glass are everywhere. The cabin is ruined. But, you’re all alive. The mind cop is getting gingerly to her feet, holding her side and breathing heavily. Dave is standing behind you, gripping your shoulders hard, almost hugging you to him, in the same position as he was when he threw you off the monster’s back. He drops his hands quickly when he sees you glance back at him, and laughs nervously.

You join his giggles, a wash of jitters sweeping your skin as you realize the danger has passed. “Oh fuck, dude.”

“Rode that thing like a bronco.”

“Fuck.”

Dave calls to the cop: “Hey, you okay?”

“I’ll live,” she grunts, then lifts a hand and points at you. “You two, stay belowdecks until we get to the island. Try not to step on the glass.”

You glance down, and see the small shards of broken glass embedded in your forearms, shins, and knees. “Oh, shit.”

Down in the berth, you get to work on picking the shards out, while Dave does the same. “Sorry about your sword,” you offer.

“It was just a shitty katana,” he replies flatly. “Not a big deal.”

“The fuck was that thing? Was it a Witch-monster? I thought the Witch wanted us to come?”

Dave shrugs. “How should I know? Maybe she doesn’t control them that well. It’s not like she had it out for the island of Kauai in particular.”

That’s a distressing thought.

Hopefully, Jade’s island will be welcoming. You pick out a particularly nasty shard and wince. You wish you were there already.

⇒ Be Future Dave

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Maldives Surf Charters Trip - Luxury Surf Charters - Surf787

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Ali'i Kauai Air Tours & Charters

Ali’i Kauai Air Tours & Charters

At Ali’i Kauai Air Tours & Charters, we offer private, open door helicopter and airplane tours of Kaua’i, with no middle seats. We have over 35 years of flying experience and are the only Hawaiian owned and operated air tour company on Kaua’i. The Garden Island of Kauai is 80% inaccessible by car, so taking our air tour is a must! Let us show you the majestic sites oh Hawaii like no other. We will give you unimaginable stunning views from our High Wing aircraft or our R44 Helicopter. With our seasoned pilots and perfect air tour aircraft, we guarantee that you will have a scenic adventure that you will never forget.

Kauai Helicopter Tours:  Private, Doors Off or On, no middle seats.

On our incredible, private Kauai helicopter tours, you’ll experience views so beautiful they will take your breath away. Explore the stunning Manawaiopuna Falls, also known as “Jurassic Park” falls, wedged in between the emerald green mountain top of the Hanapepe Valley. Soar over the amazing views of the Olokele Canyon and majestic Waimea Canyon. 

Waimea Canyon is also known as the “Grand Canyon of the Pacific,” where you’ll catch sight of dozens of cascading waterfalls including the 2000-foot Waipo’o falls. Then on to the sacred Napali Coast with its 3500-foot sea cliffs plummeting into the vast Pacific ocean. Along the Napali coast you will fly into the secret valleys of Nualolo and Kalalau valley with their amazing landscape. 

On to Kauai’s magical North Shore which reveals the sculpted green Hanalei Valley with more waterfalls than you can count. The pilot will then guide you over the turquoise-blue waters of Hanalei Bay and the Princeville Resort area.

Last but not least we will fly you into Mt Wai’ale’ale crater, a dormant shield volcano with over 450 inches of rainfall each year, making it one of the wettest places on earth. Here you’ll witness the most beautiful emerald green vegetation draped over the mist-covered mountain, with 3,000-foot cascading waterfalls filling each crevice—a truly awe-inspiring finish to your Doors Off Helicopter Adventure over the Garden Island of Kauai.

Why Private Helicopter Kauai Tours are the Best Way to Experience the Island

Flying in a helicopter is an intimate and enthralling experience. If you book a flight with Ali’i Kauai Tours, you and your small group will experience Kauai unlike ever before alongside one of our amazing pilots who doubles as an amazing guide.

When you fly privately on our 1 hour tour, you are in control of your own experience. You have the power to tailor the flight to align with what you’d like to see and with what you are comfortable with when it comes to flying in our helicopter. Take the doors off or leave them on– flying private means the choice is up to you!

What you can expect to see on your private helicopter tour of Kauai

Kauai is home to some of the greatest natural beauty in the state of Hawaii and arguably the world. Here are some of the amazing sights you will see from above in a way that no other type of private flight can deliver.

Napali Coastline: with its towering 3500′ seacliffs.

Waimea Canyon: known as the Grand Canyon of the Pacific.

Wai’ale’ale Crater: one of the wettest spots on earth.

Hanalei Valley: with its numerous waterfalls.

Alakai Swamp: the highest swamp in North America.

Hanalei Bay: with its famous surfing locations.

Kauai Coffee Plantation: the largest coffee plantation in North America.

Ke’e Beach: The final stop on the North Shore.

Lumahai Beach: were the movie “South Pacific” was filmed.

Manawaiopuna Falls: also known as the “Jurassic Falls”.

Olokele Canyon:  which can be only seen by air.

and Much More Mind-Blowing Scenic Views! 

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Ali’i Kauai Air Tours & Charters https://iflykauai.com/ ADDRESS: 3745 Ahukini Rd Ste #107 Lihue, Hawaii 96766 PHONE: 808-633-2587

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Doctor Who: The Church on Ruby Road Review- A Nice Big Plate of WTF?

So… I have… questions? Many of them aren’t even things I can express in words- they’re just helpless looks of confusion happening in my head and a general, non-specific yearning for answers. I’m not saying I disliked The Church on Ruby Road. I’m not saying I liked it, either. I’m saying that it’s so bafflingly other that I’m not 100% sure how to process my feelings about it. Consequently, this is going to be quite a short review. I mean, when Wild Blue Yonder and The Giggle blew me away, I knew exactly what it was I was enjoying and why. When The Star Beast disappointed, I knew exactly why it disappointed me (it felt like a first draft). I don’t even know what emotions I experienced while watching The Church on Ruby Road or if those emotions even have names, so it’s kind of difficult to talk about.

Okay, let’s start with something easy. I like Ncuti Gatwa’s take on the Doctor. That’s something I’m certain about. He’s breezy and bright and- occasionally- a tiny bit bitchy. I think he’s going to be an interesting addition to the line-up. Also, I think it’s really cool and progressive that he’s the first Doctor… WITH A MOUSTACHE! So yeah, he’s a perfectly fine actor for the role. I could have done with a slightly stronger, more sure-footed introduction- something like Ecclestone’s “Run!” or David Tenant just straight up grabbing a Sycorax energy-whip by the business end and yanking it away… but I get that he’s meant to be the fun, easy-going Doctor and I accept that his intro has to suit the character, which means a gradual, laid-back sort of interweaving. So yes: nice work on establishing Fifteen, Ruby Road.

But then there’s the goblins in flying wooden boats. Doctor Who had goblins now, and that’s fine… but they’re never really explained. We’re told they can surf the waves of time, but we’re never told where they came from. Are they just on Earth all the time? Have they always been here? Are they from space? Another dimension? We’re just kind of asked to accept them and the fact that they regularly abduct and eat babies (yet this has somehow never come up before). I mean, I’m okay with goblins, but I’m not sure how I feel about inadequately-explained goblins in a sci-fi show. Doctor Who has every right to be extremely silly- it’s practically in the charter- but there’s a razor-thin line between ‘silly’ and ‘stupid’ and I’m not sure which side of the divide big-eyed mischievous goblins in flying boats fall on. Especially when they start singing.

Ah, yes. Maybe I should have led with that. The goblins sing. And I don’t mean unearthly, alien singing of the kind befitting their essentially inhuman nature, nor even the type of shanties that would match their outfits and flying, old-fashioned sailing ship. No, no. They sing a full-on, carefully-orchestrated and choreographed, extremely catchy pop song… about eating babies. It’s fucking mental. I mean, it’s obviously meant to be funny and it made me laugh… but I’m not sure I was laughing at the intended joke or if I was just having a breakdown in response to seeing something so fucking inexplicable. I mean, when the Celestial Toymaker interrupted The Giggle for a musical number, it made sense. The Toymaker was characterised in such a way that murdering people to music perfectly fitted his character- he’s bloody psychotic. But with the goblins it just comes completely out of left-field.

I thought the overarching themes of family being about more than blood and people forming intricate webs of connection that depend more on love than superficial genetic ties were pretty solid and universal. On the other hand, making new companion Ruby Sunday such an enmeshed part of an adopted family meant her personality didn’t get much chance to come through properly, despite her more-than-ample screen-time. She always felt like a part of something larger- particularly with the fairly extravagant and entertaining personalities of her other family members (one in particular).

I think what’s weird about this episode is that it’s meant to be the start of a soft-reboot with the potential to draw in new fans, yet if you’re not familiar with Doctor Who already, it presents a bit of misleading picture of what the show is. It centres mythic and magical creatures over the show’s more standard cosmic and alien fare or scientific-disaster-style stories, while previous events are referenced with little or no context. As a long-time Who fan (who even forced myself to watch the execrable Chibnall/Whitaker episodes necessary for an appreciation of the plot), I understood what was being alluded to and also knew to make allowances for this being a daft, knock-about Christmas episode that won’t be typical of the season to come. But new fans? They’re likely to be completely bloody lost.

All things considered, I quite liked The Church on Ruby Road- it’s a bit of fun and it’s a reasonably good palette cleanser after the heavier themes of the previous two specials. Plus, it’s just nice to see a new Doctor in action and know he’s going to be good in the role. Does it set out to do what it was meant to do, though (i.e. set out the stall for new Whovians and provide a real flavour of the show? Erm. No. And, however enjoyable it might be overall, its more confusing elements do make me worry about showrunner Russel T. Davies’ mental state. At least we only have to wait until spring to find out just how mad he’s gone.

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Things I Want For Jiara S4 But Know I’m Not Getting🙃

Jealous Kiara, we’ve seen jealous JJ enough, let us see Kiara pull him into a kiss when some Touron is looking at her mans too much

JJ and Kie looking into a pretty view but JJ can’t keep his eyes off of the beautiful view in front of him…which is Kiara

JJ continuing to know when Kie is upset without her telling him, I don’t want that dynamic to suddenly change just because they’re in a relationship. He knew her perfectly before, don’t switch it up on us

MORE KISSES CLEARLY! AND CHEEK GRABS TOO…upper or lower idgaf just GRAB SOMETHING

Them having a deep talk and truly bonding over their problems with their parents, it needs to happen. They are the only ones with shitty parents in the group who are still alive and they need to talk about it with people who will understand

OFC JIARA SEX, SOMEONE NEEDED TO CLEAR THE AIR AND THAT SOMEONE IS ME. RESPECTFULLY LET IT BE ON JJ’S CHARTER BOAT

Kiara finally telling JJ to stay safe

JJ attempting to cook for Kie and fails but she comes and helps him and it turns into the most romantic date ever

JIARA MATCHING CLOTHES! OR SHARING CLOTHES! I FORGET THEY ALREADY HAVE A MATCHING SHARK TOOTH NECKLACE AND EARRINGS THING GOING ON BUT I NEED THEM TO TALK ABOUT MATCHING IN SOME WAY PLEASE

THEM STARING AND SMILING AT THE OTHER WHEN THEY AREN’T LOOKING

KIARA TAKING MORE POLAROIDS OF HIM AND HANGING THEM UP WHEREVER SHE IS LIVING NOW

JJ CUDDLING HER WHEN SHE IS SCARED DURING A MOVIE

We know Luke is coming back so we NEED KIARA PATCHING JJ UP IF HE GETS HURT AND KISSING HIS WOUNDS TO MAKE THEM FEEL BETTER PLEASE

Good morning/night texts or kisses. I’ll take either

THEM PLAYING WITH EACH OTHERS HAIR! IMAGINE JJ ATTEMPTING TO BRAID HER HAIR

AGAIN I SAY THEM PLAYFULLY DANCING WITH EACH OTHER. WE KNOW MADISON KNOWS HOW TO WORK HER HIPS, USE THAT ON JJ PLEASE

This would never happen but can we get one of the girls on their period so their lovers can bring them their favorite snacks and they just cuddle all day? JJ WOULD SO SPOIL KIARA DURING THAT TIME OF THE MONTH

JJ STANDING UP FOR KIE IN FRONT OF HER PARENTS AND THEY SEE HOW WRONG THEY ARE ABOUT HIM

TICKLE FIGHT

OF COURSE THEIR SURF TRIP

Kiara comforting JJ after a nightmare and vice versa

MORE PET NAMES PLEASE. BABE, BABY, HOTTIE, MAMA IDC JUST MORE PLEASE

NO SHOW HAS EVER DONE THIS BUT LIKE IT WOULD BE SO CUTE IF THEIR COUPLE NAME MADE A CAMEO. LIKE SARAH JUST TEASES KIE ABOUT IT AND SAYS JIARA AND KIE ENDS UP LIKING IT AND TELLS JJ AND HE LIKES IT TOO

GIVE ME THEIR FIRST OFFICIAL DATE IN A FLASHBACK PLEASE

Them getting mad but it ends in a heated kiss and they forget why they were ever even mad

JIARA GAME NIGHT! Let’s see them be competitive in something other than surfing

ANOTHER SPIN HUG

JJ CHECKING KIE OUT AND HE CATCHES HER AND VICE VERSA

JJ supporting Kie’s turtle loving dream. Like being their for the grand opening of her turtle habitat (if she actually used the gold money for that)

Kie not knowing what to wear for Midsummer’s so she calls JJ and puts on a fashion show for him over the phone or in person

Madison can sing so…CAN WE GET KIE SINGING JJ TO SLEEP AFTER A BAD DAY OR NIGHT. Or Kie singing to herself and she thinks she’s alone but she’s not and JJ hears and is mesmerized by her fucking voice

Can we give Jiara their own place to call their hideaway? John B had the church with Sarah, so why not give Jiara something too

If my time frame is correct s3 ends in the summer and JJ’s birthday is in June, personally we need a bday episode and I vote JJ cause if anyone needs a day to show how special they really are, it’s him. Kie would plan the full thing and it would be perfect

They talk about when they fell for each other

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how do you think jj and kie are as a couple? 🫶 i personally don't think they're the pda type but god i would love to see them just being more casually touchy than they already are 🥹 sorry if you've been asked this before would just love to hear your thoughts!

I have a little ramble here you might like. I'd like to see their touches be more purposeful for sure. I want to be able to tell that their relationship is different now, that there is an intimacy that didn't exist before. I'm not joking when I say a very intimately placed hand would slay me more than a literal kiss.

I see them using cute pet names like baby but also using dude. I see them still pushing each others buttons on purpose except now the bickering usually ends with soft smiles and heart eyes. I see them not having the "what are we" talk for a long time and they just exist together without needing to define it. I see them never bothering to explain their relationship to anyone outside the pogues. I see them quietly disappearing from pogue hangouts to hook up and Kie coming back like nothing happened but JJ not being able to play it cool at all. I see them having their own silent language where they can communicate with just a look. I see them calling each other out on their bullshit and being honest in a way you can only be when you fall in love with your lifelong best friend. I see them living in a tiny little bungalow that's far enough away from Luke's and the Carrera's houses so that they'll never have to pass by again. I see them talking about a nebulous future which mostly amounts to them living isolated on a beach somewhere like back in poguelandia. I see them waking up together and JJ drops Kie at her the turtle sanctuary before going to the marina and then in the afternoon she's waiting for him on the dock. In the off season (for turtles and for charters) they leave the Banks and go somewhere sunny with good surf.

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𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐊𝐑𝐏'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐄 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐃

the employees of sunset galleria are hitting the road this summer !! after loading up on a fleet of luxury charter buses and traveling to south korea's scenic western coast, you'll all have the opportunity to camp out on bandisbul beach all weekend ! camp in style inside comfortable yurts right on the beach and watch the fireflies gather among the waves as night falls ... more details below the cut !

happy summer, campers !! starting today, your muses will be traveling to bandisbul beach, before having the weekend to enjoy all it has to offer. in real time, the event will last two weeks, meaning you will have that stretch to create new event starters ! also, the beach is completely fictional, so feel free to headcanon extra features to your heart's content ! here's some extended inspo for what the yurts look like ( x, x, x. ), and below contains some details and inspo pics (just click the titles !) for other amenities bandisbul beach offers !

the yurts — not your average camping tent !! these cylindrical wooden structures house a variety of interiors based on your needs. for singles or couples, you'll find a master bedroom feel with a large bed, a breakfast nook, and a small bathroom with an open shower. if you're looking to bunk with friends, yurts with up to three smaller beds are available instead ! the bonfire pits — nestled among the shallow sand dunes, the pits are perfect for resting around after a long day in the waves with those closest to you, or for roasting some goodies from the general store ! bandisbul general store — the place to go if you wanna stock the mini fridge inside your yurt with snacks or drinks ! they also serve hot foods like tteokbokki, tteokguk and tteokkochi !! bandisbul beach bar — enjoy bottomless margaritas mixed with the fresh, salty air right on the water at this ambient beach bar ! a long list of signature cocktails and plenty of top and bottom shelf liquor will have you feeling fantastic as the sound of waves lapping mere feet behind you sets the perfect mood. bandisbul pier — a large, wooden pier that offers breathtaking views of the firefly gatherings at night. there are boat and jet ski rentals available, and large viewfinders line its edge for better views of the picturesque surroundings ! you can also find a small surf shop in the middle that offers rentals for any water board you're in need of, along with other water toys (shoutout giant swan & unicorn floaties) ! inflatable obstacle course — set up especially for visiting sunset galleria employees, take a crack at the giant, floating obstacle course ! some of the obstacles can be physically taxing, so feel free to take a rest on one of the lounge areas, or have a bounce on the trampoline ! the sea caves — in the rock formations around the beach, gorgeous aquatic caves can be found. do you have the guts to rent a small boat for a trek inside ?? if so, you'll be rewarded with some of the most stunning scenery you'll ever see, and a small sandbar that allows a private swim !

and of course, like i said, if you'd like to headcanon any part of bandisbul beach you have full creative liberty to do so !! it is a completely fictional location so go crazy !! go wild !! and most of all, enjoy a little vacation from sunset galleria~ please remember to tag all event posts with 'sunsetevent: beach weekend' & have fun my dears 🧡🧡