#tracker 2010

[saxophone-cat]

I made a bunch of Temuera Morrison Barbie memes. Movie/show names in alt text

[temuera-morrison-tournament]

Characters, round 1 poll 16

[haveyouheardthisband]

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

Once Upon a Time • Start Menu • Your Best Friend • Fallen Down • Ruins • Uwa!! So Temperate♫ • Anticipation • Unnecessary Tension • Enemy Approaching • Ghost Fight • Determination • Home • Home (Music Box) • Heartache • sans. • Nyeh Heh Heh! • Snowy • Uwa!! So Holiday♫ • Dogbass • Mysterious Place • Dogsong • Snowdin Town • Shop • Bonetrousle • Dating Start! • Dating Tense! • Dating Fight! • Premonition • Danger Mystery • Undyne • Waterfall • Run! • Quiet Water • Memory • Bird That Carries You Over A Disproportionately Small Gap • Dummy! • Pathetic House • Spooktune • Spookwave • Ghouliday • Chill • Thundersnail • Temmie Village • Tem Shop • NGAHHH!! • Spear of Justice • Ooo • Alphys • It's Showtime! • Metal Crusher • Another Medium • Uwa!! So HEATS!!♫ • Stronger Monsters • Hotel • Can You Really Call This A Hotel, I Didn't Receive A Mint On My Pillow Or Anything • Confession • Live Report • Death Report • Spider Dance • Wrong Enemy !? • Oh! One True Love • Oh! Dungeon • It's Raining Somewhere Else • CORE Approach • CORE • Last Episode! • Oh My... • Death by Glamour • For the Fans • Long Elevator • Undertale • Song That Might Play When You Fight Sans • The Choice • Small Shock • Barrier • Bergentrückung • ASGORE • You Idiot • Your Best Nightmare • Finale • An Ending • She's Playing Piano • Here We Are • Amalgam • Fallen Down (Reprise) • Don't Give Up • Hopes And Dreams • Burn In Despair! • SAVE The World • His Theme • Final Power • Reunited • Menu (Full) • Respite • Bring It In, Guys! • Last Goodbye • But The Earth Refused To Die • Battle Against A True Hero • Power Of NEO • MEGALOVANIA • Good Night

Spotify ♪ Bandcamp ♪ YouTube

[an-ruraiocht]

sometimes it's like. i don't really wanna have an opinion about this in public because i don't feel that strongly. but a lot of people are having ill informed opinions about it and i don't feel i can offer correct information without also an opinion. so i just have to suffer

[derpinette]

sometimes i will get bored & go through someone's entire blog since its creation

[moomoocowmaid]

My Anime stats for this year:

(I use Kitsu, but here is my MAL that I import to)

[mod-a-day]

Ken Snyder (coda) "rangoon doilies" ModPlug Tracker v1.18 (2010) ModPlug Central

[flock-of-cassowaries]

Apparently my ex’s parents have a tracking app on my ex’s wife’s phone.

So they can know her location.

At all times.

I’m starting to understand why my ex was too paranoid to go into a sex shop.

Like, I thought it was absurd, because it’s a city of a million people, how will your mother know?

But now he’s 35 and married, and his mom has a tracker app on his wife’s phone, and presumably it’s on his phone, too.

I am so grateful that that relationship did not work out. Cause that is insane.

[sonicenvy]

can't believe my new computer still hasn't come despite being out for delivery since 9 this morning. very annoying because I've stayed home all day waiting for it since it needs a signature for delivery, and feel like I'm wasting my time.

to double my frustration, none of my solutions thus far for figuring out how to make a clone of my old hard drive so I can add it to the new computer are working. all of my currently functioning computers are macs and this is a windows issue so that's annoying as fuck. I have two "functional" windows pc available to me but one of them no longer has a charger so I can't access it (plus I'm 99% sure that the boot issues it was having before I lost it have to do with the fact that the cmos battery is dead.) and the other has windows 8.1rt which is the most garbage version of windows ever created and therefore will not allow me to boot to anything other than the internal hard drive of the "computer". The RT lock bs on this "computer" prevents you from even accessing the bios or firmware settings. also the only programs you can use on it are programs downloaded through the windows store and the only web browser it allows you to use it INTERNET EXPLORER. so uh piece of shit "computer". tldr; neither of these windows computers will be of any help in solving my little problem.

Final addition to the frustration my 2010 iMac is now stuck in a crash/reboot/function/crash/reboot loop. the computer just randomly crashes every 5 minutes even with nothing open and idling. tech problems are just melting my brain today apparently.

additionally my dad was all like "oh yeah i saw the UPS truck entering our neighborhood 30 mins ago." which uh, so why have they not hit us yet? does this UPS truck somehow not have my package. grrrr

these i know are obviously the most first world problems imaginable but god am I irked.

[probablyspooky]

Traitor (2010 Predator x Fem! Reader )

Plot: You’re mated to the Berserker predator, and his hunting reserve slot comes up, but you are in the middle of your cycle for the month, and for the desire to sire his offspring, he brings you along for the trip. But while along for the trip, you get mistaken for one of the humans who were recently dropped on the planet for game. Thinking you have head trauma, they drag you along for the ride, causing your mate to get even more aggressive and even a little jealous.

Next

Soft moans could be heard from within Berserkers chambers, even the youngest of yautja could understand what he was doing, not all understood his choices in mates, but one thing was for certain, he really did seem to enjoy you.

Feeling his hot breath on the back of your neck, as his hand was held forcefully on the front of your neck, you were moaning quietly into his rough, course hand.

His other hand wrapped firmly around your waist, as his fingers grazed your clit, giving you gentle swirls of pleasure. Drool began to dribble out the corner of your mouth, feeling all the length of his member pulse into you over and over.

The sounds of your juices mixing with his as he continuously thrusted into you seemed to excite him even more than before. His deep sunken eyes seemed to be in pure ecstasy, his large mandibles clicking against your back skin, you whimpered under his touch.

So here you were, sitting on your mate's member, while he sat in his chair, moaning into his hands as he growled in pleasure from underneath you. You could feel the pleasure pooling in your stomach as there was a  knock at the door.

You had recently been cleared by the tribes healers, and you were clear to produce an offspring for Berserker, he didn’t want to waste a single second of time. It took a year of tests, a year of poking your body, bruises from all the blood work you had to endure. He almost called the whole thing off until last month. After your period, the healer informed Berserker that you could in fact give him an offspring.

Berserker grunted in annoyance, and shouted at whomever it was to come in, not releasing you from his grasp.

The door slid open, and in walked one of the members from his hunting team, he wore a mask with long tusks that protruded from his lower jaw. (The tracker predator)

“What is it Tusk?” Berserker groaned, continually  pulsing into you, not breaking eye contact with him.

“Our time for the game reserve has come, we leave in an hour,” Tusk responded, staring at you in awe.

You began to shake as it was becoming too much to bare, you began to cry out as Berserker gripped your waist tighter.

“Very well, prepare the others”, your mate replied, leaning you forward and thrusting into you from behind, grunting as his climax was about to peak. Your legs shook, as you reached your climax, small squirts of you shooting onto your mates torso, this sending him over the edge as he smelled you, bringing him over the edge, he spilled into you, filling you up.

“You are...you are going on a trip?” you asked between breaths, sitting up on your mates lap, him caressing your back.

“Yes, it’ll be awhile...how much longer do we have on your cycle?”, he asked, crooking his head to look at you.

“Elder said I have about 5 days left, tomorrow being the day I will be most fertile.”

“I do not wish to miss a day without you,” he replied, grabbing a thin fur and wrapping it around your torso, “Perhaps I will sneak you along”

“If you want me to go, I will.” you replied, leaning your head onto his shoulder, taking in his scent.

“Very well, I will make sure all the necessary materials for you will be with us as well.” he stated, standing you up, then himself, replacing his loin cloth around his waist, he led you out of the room, seeing the others begin to pack up the weapons and materials needed for a trip such as this.

Berserker then left you in the company of Tusk, who was the closest thing you had to a friend on this planet. Once Berserker had left, Tusk turned to you.

“Do you know where we are going?” Tusk asked, looking down at you,

“I do not, but where he wishes I go, I will go.” you replied, looking up at the young yautja.

“I can show you”, Tusk said kneeling down and showing you his wrist, after typing into the control, a small hologram appeared, and after a few more clicks it zoomed from the planet you were currently on, to the galaxy, then zooming back into another smaller planet, with more than one sun.

“This is the hunting reserve,” Tusk started, “Every so often we get to go for fun, or some un-blooded get to go to learn important trapping methods, for alpha this is going to be a hunting trip for pleasure, rather than for glory”

“I see,” you said, looking in awe at the small device

“Yes, once we land there we will give you a tracker and map, to be sure of your safety, Alpha would get rather upset if we let something happen to you”

Soon after this conversation you found yourself fully clothed in nice garments, nothing too fancy as you were about to spend the week in a jungle mating with Berserker, but nice enough you would be protected from the elements. Sitting in the back of the ship you watched the planet you called home get smaller as the distance between you two increased, and you were soon on your way to the reserve planet, besides Tusk, Berserker and you there was one other yautja who joined you on this trip. Falcon who rather die by the blade rather than by gun, the four of you flew through space to make your way to the game reserve.

The trip there wasn’t very long, as these trips were often quick, and they sent yautja there quiet frequently, other clans often clashed, so it was usually best for you to land far apart.

Once the ship had settled deep in the forest, you began to set up camp, it wasn’t very hard as previous members of the Jungle hunters clan often reused the same base, as it was there, and lined with trophies from previous hunts.

Berserker walked up to you, and handed you a small box, within the box was a tarp, and some rope, this informed you that he was giving you shelter. Taking this you walked to the edge of the camp, a bit away as to not smell the decaying corpses, but close enough that you were in sight at all times.

As stated before there are other yautja on the planet, and not all of them know about you, or your mate.

While setting up your tent, you felt uneasy, a familiar feeling you have felt before, throwing the tarp over the rope and securing it to the ground, you turned to look into the wilderness. You’ve only felt this way once before, and it was how you met your mate in the past.

Before you could turn and call out to your mate, a grapple net shot out from the foliage and incased you in wire netting, you began to scream out in fear, and struggled against the binds that now help you.

Before your eyes, the familiar sight of a yautja cloaking device turning off appeared right before your eyes, and you looked up to see a younger yautja, not one of the clan you were bound to.

The young male looked at you confused, as you were wearing clothes that of one of high honor from his home planet. He knelt down, touching the net that held you, and retracted it back in, but not letting you go, as soon as the net was gone, he grabbed you back the neck and began to inspect your face. To the right of your face you were obviously marked with the sigil of the hunter clan.

Before he could realize his mistake, the familiar sound of heavy footsteps could be heard behind him. When the yautja turned to see what it was, Berserker quickly knocked him down with his fist, knocking the young one to the ground. Tusk and Falcon came up shortly after, and soon took note of what was going on, they quickly grabbed the young one and took him to the center of the camo, stringing him up by chains.

Berserker turned his attention back to you, and cupped your cheek softly.

“Did he harm you?” he asked, taking note of any injuries the net may have inflicted upon you.

“No, I was just started...” you replied, sitting up in the dirt, your clothes now dirty from struggling on the dirt from the net.

“I will have him tortured for touching you” 

Berserker quickly stood up and made his way back into the camp, giving orders to Tusk and Falcon to not feed the young one for the duration of the trip. He then reached into one of the crates they had brought, and pulled out a small silver disk, walking back over to your area, he knelt down, and slid it into your breast cup.

“What is it?” you asked, looking down into your shirt

“A tracker, you are free to move about the island, it gives off sound that most creatures will not like, and it will beep very loudly if you come too close to any of our traps.”

You smiled at the thought of him wanting you safe, and you pressed your forehead against his.

“Thank you” you smiled

“Will you do that thing?” he purred, crooking his head at you

Blushing slightly, you stood up as he knelt down, taking your hands and cupping his face, you placed your lips onto his forehead giving him a soft kiss against his tough skin.

After a bit the group set out to go set traps before the newest shipment of game arrived, you tagged along, sitting upon Berserkers shoulders like a prize in a store. You watched as they set traps, and laid out cover, taking note of any hiding places any game would wanna hide in.

Growing bored of watching them work, you were given permission to walk the forest, and that you did. You walked away from the group, and began to take note of any unique things you found. Before you knew it , you were lost.

You hadn’t been paying much attention to tracking teaching Berserker had been trying to teach you, so you tried your best to walk back to camp.

But soon your ears were filled with the screams of the new game that was falling in from the dropships. 

Not knowing what type of creatures these were, you rushed into a empty stump as an attempt to hide from them. You could hear their thuds of their bodies as they began to land and hit the ground. After the screaming had died down, you tried to peak out from the stump, only to find another woman staring directly at you. 

You gasped and quickly ducked back down into the stump, but you could hear her steps coming closer.

You looked up from the opening of the stump and met her eyes.

“Where the hell are we?” she demanded to know, pointing her gun at you.

You dared not respond to her, and ducked back down.

“Hey,” her voice could be heard, but this time it was a bit calmer than before, “You can come out, I won’t hurt you..”

You felt a hand gently tap your head, and soon you began to find yourself stepping out of the stump.

“What’s your name?” she asked, looking around to make sure there was no one watching the two of you, “I’m Isabelle”

You just looked at her with wide eyes, as it had been years since you had last seen another human, and you knew better than to converse with the hunted, so you just stared at her with wide eyes, eventually you could hear more voices, and while you tried to take a step away to go find Berserker, Isabelle grabbed your and and led you to the other voices.

Eventually you found yourself surrounded by other humans, mostly men, and as they continued to argue about where they were or who each other is, they had all come to the conclusion that they were all captured and brought here based on their backgrounds. While everyone was chatting, and by everyone I mean those with weapons, you felt a slap hit your rump, causing you to yelp out in surprise, causing everyone to turn and look at you.

You were currently staring at Stan the inmate, who was chuckling under his breath about how nice you looked in those weird clothes.

“Hey leave her alone, shithead,” Isabelle said, grabbing your arm and pulling you back, “She’s got head trauma or something, she won’t talk”

“Great, more dead weight,” Royce said, shrugging his shoulders, and walking past the group, “Where is the other guy?”

The whole group looked around, only hearing the wind blow in the trees, until the silence was broken by a groaning, agonizing sound of Cuchillo calling for help. The group grabbed you, and began to lead you towards the sound, the silver disc in your chest cup began to beep quietly, so you quickly stand your ground, and refuse to move.

“Hey what's wrong?” Isabelle asked, looking at the group and then back at you, but you refused to move.

“I’ll stay with her,” Edwin said, sitting down in the dirt next to you, with that the rest of the group went to go follow the cries for help.

Edwin didn’t say much, in fact he said nothing at all, he just stared at you with this blank expression, it made you uneasy. Soon the group returned, informing the two of you that Cuchillo was dead, and there were traps all around him. Royce gave you a weird look, and soon the group was on the move again.

But in the trees there was a beast, not your beast, but one of them, Tusk stood amongst the trees, and using his communicator, he informed Berserker that the group was making their way to the camp.

“Good, I’ll have her by my side soon again,” Berserker replied, using his cloak and disappearing into thin air, he and Falcon waited in the camp for the group to approach.

[veespee]

did a poll some time ago for headcanons and Heather from Darkharvest00 won! here y'all go :)

Heather McComber Headcanons

-I feel like she would probably smoke either Marlboro or Camel. (ik Camel isn't really like by many people but i just FEEL IT)

-She and Chris would share music recommendations with eachother. Chris would show her some indie underground shit and Heather would probably to show him Britney Spears lol

-I've also thought about her music taste a lot; i'm debating between popular pop of the late 2000s early 2010s (like Britney Spears, Ke$ha, Lady Gaga, Adele) and maybe some RnB, or alterative female artists like Fiona Apple, Kate Bush, Mazzy Star, Florence + The Machine etc. I'm leaning towards the first option because it's more time accurate but i can still dream💔

-She would LOVEEE feminist literature.

-Heather is honestly such a good friend. And her entire story is sad, since she has always been seen as a sort of 'threat' by Chris and Alex due to her history with the Order, but she's actually like,, such a good friend. I mean, she dead ass cut Chris' ankle to get the tracker out. And even with her life in danger, she helps out both Chris and Alex. She deserves so much appreciation from the fandom tbh.

-Also i think lots of people focus on Chris' trauma more (which is also horrible btw), but Heather has also gone through shit. First coming from a dysfunctional family who's apart of a damn cult, then getting ostracized for that. This isn't saying that she's not a flawed character, she did lie about her grandfather, but there's reasons behind that. I feel like she has this fear of being judged, and especially by Chris and Alex. They are really the only way she has of taking down The Order, so there's big risks in losing them.

-^ Also i think that's why she smokes. Maybe from the anxiety, having to be careful with every word you say. Especially with Chris who grows so paranoid and neurotic, she would feel tense around him. Both of these characters are scared, tense, and stressed. Neither of them are bad people, it just shows the effects stress and paranoia have on the mind, sometimes making you lose sanity.

thank you for reading! Chris and Alex are probably up next 🖤

[temuera-morrison-tournament]

Movies: Round 1 poll 7

Propaganda:

Revenge of the Sith

Nearly three years have passed since the beginning of the Clone Wars. The Republic, with the help of the Jedi, take on Count Dooku and the Separatists. With a new threat rising, the Jedi Council sends Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker to aid the captured Chancellor. Anakin feels he is ready to be promoted to Jedi Master. Obi-Wan is hunting down the Separatist General, Grievous. When Anakin has future visions of pain and suffering coming Padmé's way, he sees Master Yoda for counsel. When Darth Sidious executes Order 66, it destroys most of all the Jedi have built. Experience the birth of Darth Vader. Feel the betrayal that leads to hatred between two brothers. And witness the power of hope. I watched it on Disney+

Tracker

An Afrikaner veteran of the Boer War has just immigrated to New Zealand and is hired to track a man accused of killing a soldier. While hunting through the countryside he captures his fugitive, only to learn that he's innocent of the crime. When faced with the life-changing decision to turn him in or set him free only, one man will walk away alive. You can watch it here

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Tracklist:

♒ INSTRUCTIONS • NONE OF THIS IS REAL (#2-55)

Spotify (abridged ver.) ♪ Bandcamp ♪ YouTube (abridged ver.)

[gaysheep]

Touching is Good: A Retrospective

My trusty Nintendo 3DS, which has held out since I was gifted it for my 15th birthday, has turned one decade old with my 25th birthday this past November. Given new life with custom firmware and nds-bootstrap via TWiLightMenu, the 3DS is stellar for visiting any past handheld title or console title up to (and somewhat including) the N64. (Quick plug for the CFW/hacking community for the less popular PS Vita, too, which has accomplished some pretty crazy-cool stuff this last year.) I use my 3DS more often than I use my Nintendo Switch most weeks.

The Nintendo DS (minus the three) launched in late 2004. The second display and stylus support were novel tools for developers to experiment with, and the NDS is best remembered for its robust catalogue of RPGs and visual novels. Where it lacked in power, narrative-focused games flourished under its technical limitations.

That being said, while browsing the ROM archives on Vimm's Lair to pick up some titles, I was reminded of what an interesting era the mid-to-late 2000s were for games. While Sony and Microsoft were fighting over the "core gamer" demographic, who had outgrown Nintendo mascots, Nintendo led a series of wildly successful marketing campaigns for its hardware after the light failure of the Gamecube, where the Nintendo DS and then the Wii were targeted at...everyone else.

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If you look at ads for the DS and the Wii, you'll see that adults are featured much more prominently than children, especially women and seniors. (This did not go unnoticed, as I found this ancient relic of misogyny while looking for images for this post.) A Nintendo handheld was already an easy sell to parents with small children (though I think it's also notable that ads which do focus on children often prominently feature girls. Munchlax is pretty hot...), but Nintendo's angle for the DS and Wii was that their hardware wasn't just for children. The Wii was a way to get up off the couch and to play board games with grandma. The DS was a great gadget for a working woman to keep in her pocketbook.

This worked. The Wii and DS were two of the best-selling consoles of all time. In particular, the DS's marketing campaign only worked because it came out in the perfect window of time. PDA-phone hybrids had been around since the 90s, and the Blackberry had been kicking around for a few years, but the iPhone wouldn't be introduced until 2007, and the 4G LTE standard wouldn't be released until 2009. While the Blackberry was popular with businesspeople and the PDA was out of style, smartphones were luxury toys for several years; they wouldn't become near-ubiquious until the mid-2010s. I didn't get my own smartphone until probably around the same time I got my 3DS, a full handheld generation later.

Browsing the software library for the Nintendo DS and DSi with that in mind is really interesting. Many titles released for the platform serve the same purposes that would be fulfilled by simple smartphone apps less than a decade later: planners and diaries, fitness trackers, calculators, language learning and SAT prep software, even a guide to the then-most-recent version of the driver's test in the UK. These proliferated with the release of the DSi's virtual store, but they existed even with the base model. You could go to a brick-and-mortar store and buy them on physical cartridges. (You might be wondering, "Why would you bother carrying those around over just buying a Blackberry?" You can't underestimate how expensive the service bills for a smartphone were before companies realized they were the most powerful spyware tool in history.)

There was never a time where every single businesswoman in New York carried a DS Lite, but adults did buy and use them, and a not insignificant portion of the DS's software library is aimed at a casual adult audience. Another niche covered mostly by smartphone games these days—games designed to be picked up and played in short sessions on-the-go, in places like waiting rooms and subway commutes.

Nintendo made crazy bank in the seventh console generation. Publications of the time talked about a console war between Sony, Microsoft, and Nintendo, but the real battle was between the PS3 and the Xbox 360 over the gamer demographic. Nintendo was producing hardware for a niche who would quietly disappear once smartphone sales began ballooning by hundreds of millions per year over the course of the early 2010s.

After the failure of the Wii U, Nintendo's marketing strategy pivoted again, though I doubt they'll ever completely abandon their family-friendly image. Currently beat out only by the PS2 and the DS, the Nintendo Switch may very well climb to a status as the best-selling console of all time before the end of its lifespan, but the "gamer" demographic is much bigger than it was two decades ago at the dawn of the DS. As more and more devices become consolidated into the Swiss army knife the smartphone has become, consoles can only carve out a role as dedicated gaming machines.

I'm not sure we'll ever see anything like the Nintendo DS or the Wii again. I think they're worth looking back on for their uniqueness in that way as much as they are for the more celebrated parts of their libraries.