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Porsche Celebrates 50th Anniversary of the Iconic 911 Turbo

(TRD/BNP) Porsche is celebrating the 50th anniversary of the 911 Turbo with a special edition model named 911 Turbo 50 Years. This limited edition, restricted to 1,974 units, commemorates the vehicle’s iconic legacy by blending classic design elements with modern technology. The 911 Turbo, introduced in 1974, was revolutionary, bringing turbocharged technology from the racetrack to a production…

[westvalleyfaultph]

Guadalupe Bridge Set for Major Repairs as Metro Manila Prepares for 'The Big One'

In a significant development aimed at fortifying Metro Manila’s infrastructure against potential seismic threats, the 50-year-old Guadalupe Bridge in Makati City is next in line for extensive repair and retrofitting. This comes on the heels of the successful completion of repair work on the southbound portion of the Kamuning flyover in Quezon City, which reopened to motorists ahead of…

[shepscapades]

Creaking Bigb!! I did these a couple of nights ago after watching bigb’s first wildlife ep >:]

[my-darling-boy]

A couple of vintage inspired Christmas cards for our degree exhibition shop!

[chirrups]

they got that dawg in them!

[sherlockggrian]

It's been 3 months since Secret Life.

Gem's hand is still speckled with dark blue. She stares at it every night, pulling the glove off and wishing the marks would change. They haven't. Sometimes she hears echoes of voices that aren't her own. She closes her eyes, gritting her teeth, and wishes she could forgive Pearl. She misses Scott. She wonders where he is.

It's been 3 months since Secret Life. Joel hasn't seen Lizzie since. He found Hermitcraft, but he hasn't found the others. He tosses in his sleep and begs Grian and Pearl to look, to extend themselves somehow into the fabric of the universe and find her.

It's been 3 months since Secret Life. Grian worries. He's happy, but he worries about Gem, and he worries about Scar and about Pearl and about Joel. He worries about himself. He wonders about BigB, and at night he sits at the edge of the dock with his feet in the water and watches the server, watches everyone asleep or awake pacing their bedrooms. He closes his eyes and he watches everything, waiting for an answer, waiting for anything at all.

It's been 3 months since Secret Life. Scar is different.

Scar has never been afraid of Watchers. That would mean being afraid of Grian. Scar didn't die, Scar didn't let the Watchers have him, in the end. But Scar is quieter. He laughs, and he creates, and he grows gardens and trees and he keeps himself occupied, but he remembers the feeling of being alone, of red blood on cold snow, and of everything and anything else. He grows sunflowers instead of poppies and lilacs, and at night he watches Grian fish from the window of the train, and keeps it to himself. Maybe he understands now. Maybe he doesn't. It doesn't matter. It's been 3 months since Secret Life, and Scar isn't alone.

[galaxystt]

being a menace is full time work, time to get some zzzzs.....

[definitelynotshouting]

lost in the dark (he's got a heavy heart) | Chapter 11

Summary:

Grian, when it comes down to it, is many things— a patchwork quilt of stolen code, copied memories, disparate ashes lifted from the last dregs of fire and pressed back into a mold; the facsimile of a Player. Of his own borrowed faults, he cradles many: stubborn persistence, reckless impulsivity, a cruelty born of his own capricious fractals. All gnash their teeth against the speckled woodgrain of Grian’s self-control, a gnawing beast at the distal roots of rotting trees. With the sun’s tempered ascent limning every raddled board in the wall, what wells up between his gums and teeth now is impatience. Last night’s fall had been snake eyes in a roll of the dice, paid for in the hot, tender pulses at the back of his skull, collected tenfold in the blossom of bruises swallowing his skin beneath the jumper. The warm, giddy buzz thrilling in his chest has begun to cool somewhat, making deferential way for a wash of numb static; blinding, a little stupid— lutulent where he stares blankly at the wall. Blink; the world falls prey to a hazy fog, twin cotton veils tumbling over his eyes. Blink again; it peels back at the corners, a wince in the early march of morn. Caught between two maligned realities, Grian traces the muzzy halftones where they curve and melt into the floor, and follows each crevice in the wood until his eyes begin to burn.

I LIVE!! I DIE!! I LIVE AGAIN!!!!

As promised, here's the official pretty post™ to put on your blogs announcing HUNGER AU IS BACK ON THE MENU BABEYYYY!!!!! Thank you to everyone who was so incredibly patient waiting for me to return-- im back now, and hopefully i wont be falling off the map again like that any time soon.

But thats not all im bringing you with this update!! My very dear friend @corvidaearts made an official Hunger AU Carrd for my birthday in october, which im finally now able to properly promote. Thank you Crow, for being an absolutely incredible friend and a madlad at making carrds-- seriously, if you want a gorgeous web design, go hit them up for a commission :D

As always, likes are appreciated, reblogs are treasured, and comments in the tags or on the fic itself will net you a place of honor on my fridge. Thanks for being so patient, and hope you all enjoy the chapter! Cheers, and here's to the upcoming New Year!!!!❤️🥂

[jeres-red-g-string]

JOOST IS IN FINLAND Y‘ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS😭😭😭😭

[aniisol]

Blessed are those who listen, sacred are those who watch. The eyes and the ears will soon disappear to the face of the winding-down clock.

Gone is wit and riddle, gone is the bird's best friend, gone is the angel the forest entangles and they leave the dog to ascend.

The sight and the stars and the moon and the sea and the sun will welcome the top. The white forest grows and the first Watcher knows how their hearts will tick-tick then stop.

He knew it from the beginning, that he would triumph the lot. The only question that truly remains is: what is he now, what's he got?

The sight and the stars and the moon and the sea and the sun raise their eyes to the sky. But there need be no winner celestial symbol because the victor's just this stupid guy--

[epicfranb]

Need more screenshots of mcyts dying/getting hurt

[trd-blog-magazin]

TRD Press International: Court declares cameras in cars inadmissible

(TRD/BNP) A court in Germany has ruled that the use of dashcams in cars to film public spaces is illegal. This decision is based on the country’s strict data protection regulations, which are designed to protect citizens’ privacy. According to the court’s ruling, filming public spaces without the express consent of the people being filmed is illegal, as it constitutes an illegal processing of…

[cute-pluto]

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Stickers and charms of Sonic, Mcyt, Dungeon Meshi, and various Magical Girls!!!

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someone might have already talked about an all first out life series but I've been Thinking and came up with ways to make it worse >:)

Out Life! A life series where four copies of Jimmy and Lizzie are the only players. The four Jimmy's are Jimmy, Martyn, Ren, and Joel- except they all pretend to be eachother at various different points of time, have voice changers that swap every thirty minutes, and all wear the same skin. (The reason I choose those three is that they're either good actors, get really into bits, or know Jimmy really well.)

Grian joins the game in creative mode at the beginning to explain the twist (as there is more to it, possibly game changing rules and mechanics) but gets angry and leaves in a huff without explaining any new things after Lizzie points out that he technically just canonized him dying first in Real Life. He never joins back, and no one explains any of the mechanics, so they play it like it's vanilla for the most part. Nothing is visibly different.

No one knows what's happening. None of the Jimmy's upload on their channels- however, a new channel called "Jimcentral" appears and is advertised by all of the former life series players on their channels. "Jimcentral" is where all of the Jimmy's povs are uploaded- all edited by one anonymous person so they don't have a telltale editing style. Lizzie spends most of the sessions dying of laughter. There are near constant explosions, and somehow the game runs for nine weeks before anyone drops a life- in the tenth session, everything goes to hell.

The Jimmy's have a civil war, two against two. One team wins and permakills the other. Lizzie is caught in the crossfire and killed as well. The two remaining Jimmy's duke it out, and one wins. The winning Jimmy then recites a twenty minute long peice of poetry and promptly gets squashed by an anvil. His final words are "no longer will a bird be caged, and- hey, what is that?"

Massive social media wars break out as the fan base tries to determine which Jimmy won. None of the content creators know either, as nametags were completely disabled in game, but they all claim to have won. It becomes a well documented conspiracy theory, and exactly half a year after the starting date, the Jimcentral youtube channel is deleted, along with all of the Jimmy povs. Lizzie takes her videos down as well. The series known as Out Life remains an enigma, a phantom in the memory of the Life Series fans. Grian denies that this event ever happened.

...pretty bad, right?

This reads like something that happened in an alternate timeline, because what on earth did I just read,

[hezuart]

I need an update! Please! Little nightmare channel change

Hiiiii sorry things have been really crazy, I got a new job that is full time now, and may need to move next year, so I'm trying to do some research on what I can do and where I can go for that..... so I've had significantly less time for my typical art things at the moment... As for Little Nightmares Channel Change, I'm roughly on page 28/67. I think once I get to page 35, this time, I'm gonna start releasing one page every two weeks instead of all at once, that seems to be more enjoyable for people, on top of them having to wait less while I'm still working on the other pages. So I'm hoping to start releasing stuff no more than two months from now, if not a little earlier depending on how my schedule goes.

[the-man-in-the-chicken-costume]

The Life Series is Red.